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Childhood Memories # 1

My favorite picture

I was thinking about my first memory of my childhood. It is interesting because I don't have a lot of them. I do remember when my mother had my picture taken when I was 3 years old. I remember the pretty red suit I wore. I felt so pretty until my mom made me wear my brother's socks. Then I wasn't so happy. I remember pouting because of those socks! This picture is one of my favorite ones. The photographer came to the house, and it was taken on our front porch. My expression is kind of . . . I don't know....what do you think?
priscilla3yroldedsuitcopy.jpg Did you see the dark stripes on the top of the socks? Uuuuuuugggggggg

My early childhood was a happy and carefree one. Keego Harbor was one mile square with at least four natural lakes within walking distance. Cass Lake is the one we lived closest to, being just at the end of our street. We had a small "road width" sandy beach where we would build huge towns out of sand. Endless hours were spent there in the summer months. I remember many a time when mom would come down with a bar of soap and we would take our bath in the lake. We felt safe and pretty much roamed all over our city. I was usually barefoot. In fact, I, on two occasions, threw my shoes away. On one instance, my mom found my shoe(s) under our bushes the next spring when the Lily of the Valley flowers were blooming. I had thrown them out our window into the bushes. Another time, on a trip to see grandparents, I just tossed them out the car window never to see them again.

My cousins lived on the same street. I remember one of my older cousin riding me on his bike. We also played a lot of flashlight tag, or "eeny, iiny, over" (forgive me if the spelling or even the words are not right. This is a 3 yr. old memory). We would take a ball and yell out, "eeny, iiny, over" and throw the ball over the roof to be caught by the other team in the back of the house. On the back streets to "uptown" we had to walk over this metal foot bridge. It made this loud racket with every step and it was just fun running up and over and back again.

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