The
surface of the road of Valley Circle Lane outside our house was
always interesting to me as a toddler and little kid. In the summer
there were tar bubbles! They were so much fun to pop! I remember once
being called into the house – probably for lunch or dinner, and I
wanted to save some tar bubbles to play with later – so I put a few
into the pocket of my lime green shorts!
And then I forgot all about
them. Mom found the tar on laundry day and I think this was one of
those common sense moments – she just did not comprehend at all my
reasoning for putting tar into my pocket!
In
the winter, the road would get a layer of ice on it that we kids
could actually skate on. It seems weird to recall now that I once had
ice skates! It was so cold those winters, and it seemed that the snow
was much deeper back then – the piles of snow that Dad would make
while shoveling out the driveway, I swear the drifts were as tall as
he was!
And
other times of the year, still when I was of pre-school age, if
afternoons got boring enough, I would throw stones at Becky, the girl
who lived across the street on the other corner of Valley Circle Lane
and Heinrich Road. And she would throw stones back at me – we
weren't really trying to hit each other; we were just throwing!
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20150112 tar bubbles and stone throwing
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