I don’t remember much, but I remember really wanting to climb a tree. Like tugging at my dad to take me to it. He would not.
I remember bending to pick up a rock and wanting to throw the rock, but too many grownups were nearby. They say now there was a grassy knoll, but all I saw were the asses and legs of the big people in front of me.
My mom squealed wi…
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