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Basically the same for me.



Leaving San Antonio on the way to Vegas. Trying to stay awake all the way to El Paso.



Listening to static on the radio, While we were in the middle of nowhere.



Crossing Hoover Dam.



And getting into Vegas at night when All the neon is Blazing.

Ice skating on the marshes on a cold moonlit winter night with the cattails silloetted against the sky and roasting marshmellows over a fire.

Waking up to a fresh snowfall on Christmas morning.

before we started kindergarten being able to play all day everyday with my first best friend John. :-4

day spent playing with my kid bro

god bless ya sam will always miss ya

Every Summer going to Pennsylvania (from Maryland about 4-5 hours) for family re-unions.

We have gone here since I was little....

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Pine_State_Park

There is a tradition of dippin the childrens feet in the water when they are little...

a pic of my nephew and brother last summer.....

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throwing tomatoes at the D.C. Transit buses..:-4

The summer holidays that lasted forever.



Going back to visit my Nan and Grandad - ringing the doorbell and hearing Nan coming down the hallway, that first hug and kiss.:-4 (Nan is now 90 and lives just down the road, Grandad died 27 years ago, still miss him)



Toffee apples at the fair.



Making camps in the trees.



Going rockpooling at the beach.

Not having to pay bills.

Ok seriously, playing outside after dark, in the street, games of hide and seek, kick the can, etc. with no fear.

going to mexico every year on a family vacation..when my mom and dad were busy me, my brother and sister snuck out of the hotel and played in the streets with all the kids....had a ball.....

minks;591661 wrote: Not having to pay bills.



Ok seriously, playing outside after dark, in the street, games of hide and seek, kick the can, etc. with no fear.


ah heck,,minks you make me remember when we used ot have black outs in houston at night..all the kids would be out playing ....we would have huge hide and seek games . and i remember seeing the blimp going overhead with its adveretisements flashing.....

Getting up during the summer and not having too go to work. Oh and copping feels from the neighborhood girls.

Playing outside at nights and watching the bats pass through the street lights.

Playing board games and reading comic books.

Sure, just try finding someone willing to play Camp Granada with you now! "Hello Mudda, Hello Fadda, here I am at Camp Granada. . . "



:D

camping with my folks and my aunt and uncle and cousins

we would drive our ancient old truck and campers out to this ulta remote area and camp for the weekends every weekend, deep into the trees but the river and my dad, uncle and brother would fish, and mom and my aunt would visit and such and us girls used to go up onto this great hill and we had the entire side all mapped out as a cool kind of house and we spent hours up there playing. It was fantastic, and incredibly carefree.

The smile of my father at the dinner table, and him saying my name.

He died when I was 16.

So he missed all the good things, although I believe he knows all about them where he is in heaven.

needing to find a comb and wondering if i was way too skinny :rolleyes: :rolleyes:

going camping and shooting the rapids in innertubes....at night all the adults meeting up at the pavillion and dancing under the lights....to a live band...while we kids chased lightning bugs...it was fun....



playing barbies with my best friend for hours and hours....

AngelEyes82;592090 wrote: I remember being on a camping trip with my family and my best friend. Well My friend and I told my parents we were going for a walk & that we'd be back soon. My dad thought it would be funny to follow us.. My friend and I were talking about bears and what if one came out of the bushes and trees. what would we do.. Well after talking and laughing about it for about 10 minutes my dad jumped outta the bushes and yelled roarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... he scared the Sh*t outta us.. we screamed and ran for like 2 minutes and we realized it was him.. It so wasn't funny at that time but looking back at it now & laugh my butt off. He's done that 2 times.. lol


that is funny!!!!:wah:

Going places with my grandfather. We used to go visit horse ranches. Also made frequent trips to the library, thrift stores, the dog pound, (yes the dog pound), church and little excursions for the day. This is what we did from the time I was a small child until he passed away when I was about 34. He and I were "a team" he said.

Does anyone here know or believe that the people who we once loved very much are in heaven and that they are watching us somehow and guiding us in our lives here on earth? I do think that my grandfather sees what I do and watches and tells me the right way to go.