quote:Originally posted by Neal Hughes:
Actually, I had a fantastic childhood. Minus the religious indoctrination and boredom from being force sat on a pad free bench for hideous hour long sermons and then people who I saw in stores as very nasty individuals gather on the steps and stare at the sinner who had dared to show up in their blessed house.
My grandfather raised me, and he was a very popular old coot with a great set of cronies who held court at Miss Annie's in Saint Joe with a pile of newspapers and was still bitter over FDR's untimely death and Claude Pepper losing the Florida senate race to George Smathers!
Swimming in Blue Water Creek, family Sundays at my great-grandfather's in Peppertown with all the fixings and trimmings, black berry picking, hog slopping and being terrified of the two milk cows, Jersey and Holstein in the barn. Playing kick the can and hide and go seek in the barn when the cows were out to pasture . . . being able to read at 3 and amazing adults when my folks showed off my prowess, mispronounced words and all . . . all day badminton tournaments with my sister . . . ah, all so fair and wonderous.
Then they sent me to school and it went downhill rapidly!
I admire your knowledge of the english dictionary, but where are the fancy adjectives in this answer. No offense intended.