Saturday, July 28, 2007

   Memories...
Here I am, stuck in between the proverbial credits of part one and the the overture of part two in the little movie I like to call 'my life'.
It gets me to thinking about all the memories of this place. Everywhere I turn in this fricken' town I see visions and ghosts of the past. My past. Of a much better time, long,long ago. A few days ago, on the way back from the dentists, I past where my old daycare where I spent twelve
summers of my life. I was never liked that much at my school, but here I was popular, here I was a leader, here I was brilliant. I have nothing but the fondest memories of that day care from the big trees that I spent so much time with my friends to the gazibo to the regular daycare room, complete with Nintendo 64.That was a wonderful machine. We spent so much time on those games and everyone pitched in on it, even though sometimes we never accomplished anything.
I met a lot of the friends I have now there. Cheifly Thomas DeLoch, my best friend.He has been and always will be, my best friend.I also met Nick Crawford and Lucas, and then there was Tyler and Dakota Sizemoore. And we did all kinds of things there. Once, everyone in our day care tryed to break the world record for most berries picked. Another time we threw a Poke'mon card tournament. I placed 2nd, and only out of sheer luck. Another time we told ghost stories, each one trying to top each other. But it was one of our daycare teachers, Mr.A, who told us the best one about a disembodied hand that haunted our daycare. That one still resonates with me to this day. Every tuesday, monday, and friday, we went to the pool. I loved that part. we played all kinds of stuff there. And on Thrusdays, we went to the dollar theater. Sure we saw older movies, but it didn't matter to me. We had pine caone wars with the girls, and I remember well, that one time I judo throwed Elizabeth. We also went to Kangaroo Jack's when it was still open. But I think the thing that I remember the most was all of us, boys and girls, just sitting under the shade of the twin pine trees and talking. Just talking about are petty hopes and worthless dreams. Just sitting around and doing nothing. Those are the kind of memories that stck with you, that mean something. Do you want to know what happended to my old daycare. It's lease ran out. It was bought out by Beckley Pharmacy. We drove past there the daycare space is gone, the sandbox bulldozed over and my playground, my dear, sweet playground, was torn down to the ground and a parking lot built in it's place. However in my mind, it will always be there. No matter where I go, or how far I travel, my hearts will find my way back to those twin pine trees and a daycare that lives forever.
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