My, how time flies. Seems just like yesterday that I was a 12 year old kid, going for long bike rides in Sherwood Forrest, the subdivision just around the corner from where I lived. Playing with William, Edward, and my little brother, climbing in the tree house, looking forward to Brent coming over to visit. Those were all good times and my only dread was finding out that we were having liver for supper.
12 Things I Learned By 42 That I Wish I Knew At 22
Saturday, February 02, 2008
12 Things I Learned By 42 That I Wish I Knew At 22
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