a special summer memory and a pimp

As kids it seems we would disappear as soon as the sun came up and not return till sundown, or to replenish on food! The town i grew up in was very small, your best friend was your kindergarten teachers grandson, your mom delivered everyones mail, no one locked their doors. We would spend the majority of our days at the river jumping off the big rock aptly named "big rock", body surf down the current, soak up the sun....nibble berries along the riverbanks, kind of a scene out of some older fashioned movie although it was not that many years ago!! Those memories are my special summer memories.


pimp: check out this blogiversary !! http://www.monniblog.com/2008/07/05/post-1000-contest/

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