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By: Stop The Criticism, Inspire Your Children | Postcards from the Funny Farm

Stop The Criticism, Inspire Your Children | Postcards from the Funny Farm — Fri, 23 May 2008 22:52:06 +0000

[...] other day Damien was discussing summer memories and asked about the strongest memory of your [...]

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Stop The Criticism, Inspire Your Children — Wed, 30 Apr 2008 10:16:45 +0000

[...] other day Damien was discussing summer memories and asked about the strongest memory of your [...]

By: Katelyn

Katelyn — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 20:03:16 +0000

I haven’t picked up a Sax…YET…but there’s always time! Memories are amazing, thanks for making me review mine (:

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By: Damien Riley

Damien Riley — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 19:29:25 +0000

Hi Marcia. Hey, I want to grow up in a Country Club! ;)
To kids it matters not where just so it’s outdoors and free. I try to keep those memories of freedom alive. It seems as we age, they doors close in in that and we must work to jar the door open! Great comment, very visual for me.

By: Marcia

Marcia — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 18:59:43 +0000

As a child, I remember the country club pool and playing hide and seek and kickball in our front yard. As a teenager it was listening to my brother play his guitar or walking around the neighborhood with friends all the time and at night, just talking and laughing and putting one foot in front of the other,

Great memories.

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By: Damien Riley

Damien Riley — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 16:57:55 +0000

Wow! You made my day with that one. Aren’t childhood/summer memories powerful? So, did you ever pick up a sax again? I used to ride my dad’s Gibson acoustic guitar like a horse.

By: Katelyn

Katelyn — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 16:52:50 +0000

When I moved to Victoria I was about 7. An older neighbor across the street (don’t ask me how it started) decided to lend my friend, Brice and I and my sister his instruments. A Saxophone and drums. Brice, Sall and I would sit on the lawn, beside the road, playing our hearts out and most likely annoying the neighborhood to no end. I would pretend I was I was in a jazz band and I would blow into the Sax, lifting it high into the air and then back down, sure that I was sounding amazing and looking professional (: And then we’d eat fresh and super juicy plums off of our neighbors tree.

Now I really want summer and green and flowers to be here!