They say you can never go back. My youth was spent moving to a new place every 2 to 3 years because of Dad’s job. There are pluses and minuses to that. I did come to find out that when you leave, the world quickly picks up its business without you. D’aint no going back.
They say you can never go back. My youth was spent moving to a new place every 2 to 3 years because of Dad’s job. There are pluses and minuses to that. I did come to find out that when you leave, the world quickly picks up its business without you. D’aint no going back.
Thank you for sharing a bit of your childhood with us!
Glad you enjoyed reading it, Angie!
What a lovely essay, thank you! Really loved the photos.
A beautiful essay. Thank-you for sharing. I hope your leg is healing :)
I’d love to see a photo of Jim and you!