I miss hanging out in the garage with my dad while he built things with wood.
I miss being skinny and limber.
I miss having silent knees.
|Sitting on the porch with Dad, Gloucester Banks, 1964|
I miss going to Gloucester Banks. I spent the summers of my youth there and have THE best memories. There wasn't a care in the world other than being caught swimming the river. I still can't believe that at nine or ten years old, we not only survived swimming across the York river but we never got caught by our parents. We'd swim across, run around Yorktown then swim back. It's a very wide river, right at the mouth of the bay. We could so easily have been sucked out to sea. If my kids Ever pulled a stunt like that.... But boy did we have fun!
|Gloucester Banks at Gloucester Point|
I miss Coke in a small green bottle.
I miss my childhood friends and our silly antics.
I miss having someone else prepare all my meals.
I miss having $10 and thinking I was the richest person in the world.