Richard and I walked this road to go to school. Everyday we would fight as soon as we were out of our parent sight. One day we were not as far out as usually and the fight broke out. Daddy called us back and whipped us. We didn't go to school that day.
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When you fought...who won, I bet it was you! He says you got him in trouble all the time! teehee
Living where you grew up must provoke lots of memories, Patsy. Here is just one, provoked by this road-to-school. It's a little bittersweet, isn't it, to have memories flood into you, some good, some sad.
OUCH - bet that hurt
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