After many years of penning this blog, I have come to know many of you and if you have been following me and reading the comments you probably know each other too.
During Christmas, many of you shared your home’s Christmas decor which gave us another glimpse of you. I enjoyed that so much that I want to continue putting forth ways for us to connect. If you have a personal story that you would want to share please send it to me at
coreyamaro@aol.com
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Shared Stories number 3
One of my best girlfriends, Roberta had a big family just like us (11 kids in hers and 8 in ours). Her Dad built a windmill on the edge of pond and Roberta and I would have "sleep outs" there on summer nights. It was probably a mile or two on foot from our houses to the pond. We'd trudge up the hill, hauling those big, unwieldy sleeping bags in the hot summer sun. Rather than go all the way around to the road that went into windmill pond, we'd climb a fence and make our way down the other side of the hill through the bushes and prickers. By the time we got to the pond we were a dusty, dirty mess with bloody scratches crisscrossing our scrawny legs and our hair (mine dirty blond, hers chestnut brown) plastered to the sides of our sweaty heads. Heaving the sleeping bags up onto the porch, we'd run down and throw ourselves off the end of the dock into the fresh, cool water. I was always careful not to touch bottom-it was muddy and silty and I'd heard snapping turtles would take your toe off if you weren't really careful. I remember watching the sun set and then the moon rise over the windmill. Listening to the wind in the trees I lay on my back and looked up at the inky black sky littered with thousands of glittery diamond-shaped stars before falling into a deep sleep.
On very special mornings we would wake up to popping sounds and find Roberta's mom squatting by the side of a campfire, frying eggs-hot butter popping-in a dented and battered skillet.
Photos and Text via Jackie Lantry
What a wonderful memory!
Posted by: Bev S. | 18 January 2022 at 03:21 PM
Those memories we recall are the greatest.
Thanks for sharing
Posted by: Jeanne | 18 January 2022 at 03:37 PM
Great childhood memory. Thanks for sharing it with us.
Posted by: Kathy | 18 January 2022 at 05:08 PM
Love that photo! And oh how those summer days as a kid are never forgotten, though long buried. -Kate
Posted by: Stubblejumpers Cafe | 18 January 2022 at 10:46 PM
A lovely moment of life.
Posted by: Shelley Noble | 18 January 2022 at 10:49 PM
A rich childhood full of adventure and unique experiences! It doesn’t get any better ! Truly rich indeed!!
Posted by: g | 19 January 2022 at 02:12 AM
Loved reading this childhood memory.
Thanks for sharing.
Posted by: Mardog | 19 January 2022 at 04:13 AM
Thank upu. Summer memories are wonderful
Posted by: Susan W | 19 January 2022 at 06:45 AM
What a wonderful childhood memory!
Posted by: Darles | 19 January 2022 at 02:26 PM
So fun to read about your childhood. So carefree!!!! Coming from an only child i can’t imagine how comforting it is to have so many siblings. Thanks for sharing!
Posted by: Texasfrancophile | 19 January 2022 at 02:52 PM
Life seemed so much safer then. Out in the morning in the summer; home in the evening for supper. Tired filthy, and happy.
Ali
Posted by: Ali | 19 January 2022 at 10:01 PM
Love the photo and the memory. When we are in the moment of those childhood times we don’t always realize how special they are.
Thanks for sharing.
Posted by: Momof5 | 22 January 2022 at 05:01 AM
Love this memory, love the photos. I could hear the crackling campfire and felt the love that was cooking.
Posted by: Jan | 22 January 2022 at 02:18 PM
What a special memory.
It made me wonder if children today could do the same thing. It is a different world now. But then again, they will have their own special memories.
Posted by: Marilyn | 24 January 2022 at 12:46 AM