Rand's Place: Summers Past

Monday, July 29, 2013

Summers Past

Jello with fruit salad inside. Flashlight tag. Tenting in the backyard and running inside to use the bathroom. Nanny's soft kisses. Coming in when the streetlights turned on. Gallant sword fights with sticks. Cutting through hedges. Skinned knees. Rubber boots and getting a soaker. Sunburned nights and the smell of Noxzema. Slinkies. Crazy eights. Burnt marshmallows over a campfire. Biking back up the hill from Paul's Sundries. Baseball cards fastened with clothes pins to run through spokes as you ride, making bicycles sound like motorcyles. Water pistols. Sandbox cities with dinky toys and popsicle sticks. Avoiding girl cooties. Boiled rhubarb in a dish. Building forts. Laughing at knock-knock jokes. Getting a hug from your mom.

Looking up at the sky at night and watching the stars.

Endless days ahead...

4 comments:

Tamaya Garner SculptorJuly 30, 2013 at 2:12 PM
Its beautiful that you remember your childhood and recite them to us with your facile tongue heheheh.
Thank Rand
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Raymond ScholzJuly 30, 2013 at 3:34 PM
Love it! Back then the summer went on forever...
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Linda HensleyJuly 31, 2013 at 8:34 AM
Fruit does not belong in Jell-o, especially pears in green Jell-o, but vegetables are even worse. Plus, now I'm left with the Slinky jingle in my ears and the smell of Noxema. Why can't I remember the smell of burnt marshmallows instead? Wonderful memories, thanks for sharing them. Beautiful flower photos, and I really enjoyed your customer service thoughts. You said that better than anyone I've heard yet. Good job!
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Lynn Marie CaissieAugust 11, 2013 at 2:20 PM
Playing skipping rope and elastics. Swimming. Sitting on the beach in the warm warm sand. Waving a fiery tipped twig in the dark. Rincing the salt out of my hair with rain water. Picling blueberries, then picking strawberries. Playing in the city lanes with all my cousins.
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