- Daddy’s old Padres shirt—it hit us at about our knees. Large enough for a sleep shirt, so we used it often, for ourselves and any impromptu overnight guests who forgot theirs.
- Granddaddy Bostick’s 1948 gray Dodge parked behind the garage.
- The wringer washer on the back porch every Monday morning.
- Laundry stretched across clothesline and fence to dry, and the fresh outdoor smell when we took it down.
- Cumquat trees inside the circular driveway that looked like orange polka dots on green taffeta.
- The yellow eyes of an owl shining through the blackness of the summer nights.
- The old-fashioned soda fountain in Budge’s Drugstore where I created some tasty treats that summer I worked there.
- Our wails at the table when we found out we were eating the pet calf.
- Green waves of Daddy’s cornfield seen from the kitchen window.
- The rope hanging over the river from a thirty foot tree, waiting for someone to swing out and splash into the water.
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