My dad and I were talking the other day about sales...which lead somehow to our house out in Midvale and how it must have been meant to be. Great house, good neighborhood, lots of land and a little pink house with grand potential. He asked me about my friends, i thunk and i thunk and realized the only freinds i really had were my cousins... which lead us to talking about some of the backyard adventures we had at that house, so funny ya'll would bring this up.
My top 5 (and my memory really sucks)...
1-Playing in the field... body fully emmersed in the ditch full of irrigation water. Maybe it was a river or a secret passage way, who knows what we were thinking at the time but the reality of it is that is was full of sheep shit!
2-Kick the can for sure... why was it so fun?
3-I remember the big-boys beating up on my dad...either in the pool or playing around but I was always sure they were going to kill him... never did ...
4-Xmas eve... I think I was about 18 before I went home without new jammies and socks on (usually some long flannel nighty with too tight of elastic around my wrists)
5-Saturdays at Cottonwood Mall, 3$ was so much money back then! Even the smell of Macys takes me back!
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That is weird that you and your dad were just talking about it. I have so many memories at that house, and I didn't even live there. I think I'm all mushy cause of our friend passing away, and I think the same thing, who where my friends? yep, cousins.
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