I remember when…

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Being a kid was FREE! We stayed outdoors playing games until it was dark. That was a hard and fast rule. The games were kick the can, hide and seek, baseball, and basketball, if someone was lucky enough to have a store-bought net. If not, we made do with what we had available. The rules and equipment were beat up or invented by us kids.

Sometimes we fought, stayed mad for ten minutes. Rarely longer than overnight.

I lived on a street named Middlesex Ave. Honest. It was right behind the stores and next to a small river. We stole everything that wasn’t nailed down in the back of the businesses, for our games. What we didn’t know until late, it was destined for the dump. Those Refrigerator boxes made great hideouts!

We had toy guns, bows, and arrows. However, we were taught NEVER to shoot to hit anyone; you had to not hit them, ever. If you made a mistake and the kid went home crying, you had to explain and apologize in front of the parental units! Scary, and not a lot of fun.

On the hill behind our house ran a train track. And I can guarantee putting a penny on the track will not cause a train wreck! Of course, we were told NOT to play on the tracks, so that is exactly where we played as often as we could.

You could go to the Saturday afternoon movie for a quarter and get a box of popcorn, and a pop, too! Of course, quarters were few and far between, so most of us had to find enough empty bottles to turn in and get nickels for them. I remember seeing “The Wizard of Oz” when it came to our little theater. We all wanted to sing like Judy Garland and loved being scared to death by the Wicked Witch. And we breathed a sigh of relief when she finally got back to Kansas.

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Biography Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die. I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect? Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing. My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda. Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated. I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.” I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class. After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome. I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.

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