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Wednesday, July 7, 2010

The Way We Were

So long ago. Life was very different then. Jane's playhouse rested in the front yard, ready for eager young occupants looking for some fun. Now the playhouse has collapsed into an almost invisible heap nestled in the ever-encroaching ivy. The only noticeable reminder of what used to be is her lonesome, rusty truck that has clearly seen better days. As trite as it sounds, it seems like only yesterday...when it was just the two of us.


  1. I don't think it sounds trite at all, Jan. Seems like only yesterday I was 16. :)

    I can assure you I am FAR FAR FAR beyond 16. The photo on my blog? Yes, it's me. Long long ago. Still... seems like such a short time. So I know exactly what you mean.

  2. Actually your photo speaks volumes. I found a rusty old Tonka truck in my nephew's old sand pit, he's graduated to computer games now and the thing looked so forlorn and after 20 years, we are finally demolishing our cubby house and swings, they're no longer safe and rather ramshackle. Doesn't seem a year ago since Santa mysteriously erected it in the back yard. Am I really 53? God no! Can't be possible. And Angel May? If I were gay, I'd fancy you!

  3. AngelMay and Baino: If I were gay, I'd fancy both of you interesting and delightful ladies.


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