Day 2 Street

Today we were asked to think about the word street. Here is one of my favorites….

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This is the street I grew up on. You can see the front of my car as I head down the street. To the left is the house I grew up in and on the right is the street light that I told time from. As long as the light wasn’t on I could be anywhere on the block. But when the light came on I had better have been on that front porch or I was spending the next few days in the house.
The houses around my parents home were full of people that I have fond memories of. There is the neighbor that carried me home when I fell off my bike and broke my arm (not sure who was crying harder me or her), or the man I called Grandpa that I watched every Cincinnati Reds game that was televised with from the age of 9 till I moved away from home. Most of them have moved on to the afterlife but they played an important roll in my childhood.
This picture brings a lot memories great for me.

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