THE NEIGHBORHOOD PICNIC_The Men and the Lake_Prep Work_My Brother's Care
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THE NEIGHBORHOOD PICNIC
Driscoll Street was preparing for the annual Independence Day picnic. The different streets of the neighborhood were permitted to reserve picnic tables to spend the day with their neighbors. Some folks would wander around the big park known as Creedmoor Rest for quite a period in the hopes of meeting new friends and old and making themselves known as well. Such activities were proof positive of a friendly, cohesive neighborhood. Driscoll Street was a part of this active, cohesive neighborhood. Like any other street, it predominantly consisted of adults and children. The adults spent the majo...
The Men and the Lake
The Men And The Lake We could talk about the storm. We could talk about the wind and waves. We could talk about the boat. We could talk about the life jackets. We could talk about the men and the lake. We could talk about why they went so far out from shore. We could talk about the beer and whisky. We could talk about how they ended up in the water. We could talk about their struggle. We could talk about what they talked about. We could talk about friendship. We could talk about luck. We could talk about the storm Like often happens In Montana, it camewww.onedoor.cc on fast. The conditions we...
Prep Work
It was 1975 and my sister was getting married. Everyone thought it was wonderful; I thought she’d lost her mind. She had the perfect life at college. I imagined parties until all hours and concerts. Classes, papers, sulky professors, exams, and incessant poverty didn’t factor into my vision of her life. The wedding would be small, out of doors. I would serve as bridesmaid, my sister’s best friend as the maid of honor. My mother would make our dresses for the event; floor-length, empire waist, spaghetti straps. In keeping with the times and the warm summer temperatures, we’d have flowers in...
My Brother's Care
While cleaning out my upstairs closet, I came across my personal photo album from back in the day which held some pictures from high school. Thumbing through some of the pages made me laugh. Life was so much simpler. All I had to worry about was doing my homework and making sure I was in the house before the street lights came on. Reflecting on the past, I can see how much I have changed since then. I came across a picture of me and my brother which instantly teleported me back to my first day of high school. Thinking back on that day, made my heart sullenly smile. My mind swirled with excite...