I think I liked Melanie because her hair had a slight bit of curl which I might have envied although this was the era of…
Tag: childhood
Part 1 is here: https://broussardlana.wordpress.com/2018/06/10/the-summer-of-the-yellow-jackets/ “See that, kids. The town is behind us. We are gonna rock this year!” Coach Grey exclaimed. “Lookout, Kingland!” said…
Dena Kay liked to take me to the movies when she didn’t have anyone else to ask along. I liked going, as of course, I…
I loved to spend the night with Nanny and Granddad on the farm out in the middle of flat nowhere. It wasn’t as bad as…
Part one of this story can be found here: https://broussardlana.wordpress.com/2017/10/22/at-the-shopette-pt-1/ “What’s your name?” asked the dark cop. “Greg….Greg Taylor,” I said. “So Greg, you…
I was always a baseball fan, ever since my granddad signed me out of school one day to watch the Baltimore Orioles in the 1973…
Why go back to the 1980s when you can revisit the 1970s? I wrote this character sketch on my cousin when I was about fifteen-years-old.…
The smell of rubber even now means anticipation shaped into bicycle tires getting that new bike riding on seat springs and sunlight skirting a pathway…
It was the end of the day and my cousin Joey and I were skating in the concrete drainage ditch on the outskirts of town.…
Little dragons of the sand regal and small the flicker of a dark eye they watched there as we crafted hours of cousin play those…