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alive It was deep summer and so hot that you could scrape sweat crud out of your hair if you were given to. The garden was filled with weeds and my back hurt from being bent over all day pulling them out so by supper time I was a mean thing and wanted no part of the joking my uncle tried to force into my ears. It was 6 when the truck pulled up to the porch where my cousins and I sat like small lumps of nothing much happening and Wes said……in the back. We crawled up slow….the boys and Lee and I laid down like the dead. When the truck stopped, Jim, he’s the biggest, looked over the side and jumped out. That had us moving. Jim knew something we didn’t. We were at the ice cream stand. We sat on the tail gate licking away with Wes looking at all of us. I had my cone attached to my tongue, the cold making me giddy with delight. Then,,,,,,,,,,,Smoosh. I do not believe this….I do NOT BELIEVE THIS. My beautiful cone all over my face and some dropped into my lap; my uncle laughing and yelling ice cream fight…….and with a fury I had never felt before I grabbed the melting mess from my lap and pounced on his back, rubbing the remains of my ice cream into his curly hair. My cousins were stabbing and tossing and smearing and the sweet smells of pistachio and peppermint filled the air. This was insane. This was crazy. This was nothing that had ever happened to me before. I was sure to be punished. Or sent home. In minutes, the four of us were covered and how we stunk. Wes tossed us into the hay cushioning the back of the truck, rolling us around until we reappeared like 3 miniature scarecrows. It itched like a thousand bug bites. The laughter was loud and long and yes, a little hysterical. 'Stay put you wretched beasts.' He disappeared and came back with 4 new cones, popped back into the cab and drove back to the farm, singing the whole way. Auntie was waiting on the porch, a worried look on her face. She gasped when she saw us and went straight for the hose. She had to chase us (and my uncle). When he turned and starting chasing her, we cheered. He stole the hose and wet her good. She never could keep any angry face on with him. Oh lord, what a time it was. We had to strip off; Auntie said we were “disgusting” but she was smiling too. The grownups went inside. We had to sit in our underwear on the porch and “air dry”. Jim kept us corralled for a while until Wes unlocked the screen door and shooed us up to bed. He kissed me as I snuggled in and said, “feeling better little Irish?” I nodded and slipped off to sleep. I was too.  You cannot conceive the many without the one. |
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That's a very lovely story. I wish I had some of my own... 
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Well sounds like fun was had that day. Those days are the ones that are fondly remembered. Have a Fun, Safe Weekend 
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Ahhh, wicked. What a great story, little Irish! Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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ahhh, childhood - a mix of ridiculous fun and absolute fury. You captured it brilliantly. Somehow, your stories always make my heart both expand and ache. xoxo Always tell the truth Use kind words Keep your promises Giggle and laugh Be positive Love one another Always be grateful Forgiveness is mandatory Try new things Say please and thank you Say your prayers Smile ~Author unknown
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Oh, to be a child again...if only for a moment!
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<3 !!! Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her, that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra
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Thanks for the smiles WE...brings back lovely memories, if not quite so madcap, of some similar summer adventures with my cousins....
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