Monday, April 09, 2007

Bits and Pieces

There are only disconnected bits and pieces of my earliest memories. The place is a small house in Texas. I remember brick roads, Chippy the Siamese cat, the smell of christmas trees in the christmas tree lot. My red tricycle, the green volkswagon, the cemetery across from the church that prompted our own versions of urban legends. The doctor pricking my finger with a pin, crying children scaring me in the room next door. Bunkbeds, treehouses and doll furniture complete the memory, at least to my present recollection. Combined, they are good memories, with loving parents allowing me to explore.

*My earliest memories, in exactly 100 words. That was a fun one.

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