The 70's

Being at mom's is a flashback to the 70's. All my friends I grew up with have been in touch and it has made me reflect on the past. I can see in my minds eye Suzanna and I riding bikes. We would go down Mrs. ballengers driveway and up and down the street. You have not lived until you get your bell bottom tangled in a bike chain. I see Beth and Leslie racing on big wheels down the driveway. I see Leslie and Deavours chunking their mrs. Beasley dolls down the stairs. I think whoevers head fell off first won. I can see Jay and I with wrist rockets shooting green pine cones at each other. I remember the whole neighborhood playing kick the can in the summer. The kids don't play like that anymore. We were always in the street. I remember David Simmons and his potty mouth screaming fuck at all the kids. he was such a turd. I can see the mitchells,s. Meg and I were friends until she got caught smoking and blamed me. I never spoke to her again. I can see Suzanna and myself in our little bell bottom jeans with our little suede shoes listening to John Denver and don McLean on our little 8 track. I see Dan Dan taking training wheels off so we could ride like big girls. And p Margaret with her koolaid concoctions, cheese sandwiches,and her jumble in her white maids outfit. Oh and the Carpenters too. We were always playing music. Beth and jay and I used to go to the oaks and swim. The 7, the 10, how much fun. Loved that pool. It is all theremin my minds eye. I can lay here and just flash back. Skating with Eloise, girl scouts, Miss Woodall the bus driver, ....... Here is to memories.