Memories from Ken

Shared by Ken

Coming home from Barnes, I remember several of the houses. Tiny Berry was on the corner of Homer and E. Pine. Jim Marsh(?) lived on the first bend. Wasn't he a friend of yours Keith and Don? The Sian family was on the next slight bend - is that the money was found? I remember the Noykos house - I'm pretty sure it was abandoned by my time. It seemed spooky, especially right next to the cemetery. By the time I was coming down the hill from the cemetery I was on the home stretch to home. Maybe Hubert's no longer had a dog but I don't remember being bothered by it.

I remember at Barnes that we had hot lunches on Wednesday's. It must have been sponsored by the parents because I'm pretty sure mom was there on more than one occasion. That is where I first had beanie-weenies, cut up hotdogs in baked beans. Not sure I've had or sought it out since.

 

I remember the flip up desks at Barnes. I would make a convoluted path using books, rulers and whatever else so that when I dropped a marble in the inkwell hole, it would run the course and come out the hole at the bottom of the desk. Fun times. 

 

Wednesday here it was 70 degrees. Now it's back to the 40s. Next week's forecast says sunny and 70+ for several days. Man, I'm looking forward to that!

 

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