Friday, September 2, 2011

{Summer Memories}

A dear friend of mine posted this on her Facebook page earlier and found it too delightful to not share.

My curfew was lightning bugs. My parents didn't call my cell, they yelled my name. I played outside with friends, not online. If I didn't eat what mom cooked, then I didn't eat. Sanitizer didn't exist, but you COULD get your mouth washed out with soap. I road a bike without a helmet. Getting dirty was ok, and neighbors gave a darn as much as your parents did.

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