February, 1965: Standing next to the smoke tree my dad planted in front of the house; it grew up with me but eventually died and had to be cut down.
Pulling my sled back up the hill that our house was on. There was a road at the bottom of the hill and another one alongside it, but there wasn’t much traffic on them when I was young. And besides, there were ditches alongside the roads to catch wayward children before they slid or rolled out onto the pavement.
By the next winter, I had a brother. He was much smaller than the smoke tree and not allowed to join me on the sled.
On this date in 2009: Copy ‘n’ Think ‘n’ Share, in which I did a meme.
2008: Not Quite OCD, in which I compared myself to Detective Monk.
2007: WDW, Part One, in which I recapped two days at Mickey’s house in Florida.
2006: Just Another Bummed Out Sunday, in which I looked at my to do list and got depressed.
2005: Tastes of the Season, in which I explained Grandma Salad.
2004: No entry.
2003: It’s the Pants, in which I fit into the pants that make me look skinny.
2002: I’m Back, in which I returned from a ski trip.
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