October 28, 2008 | No comments | Take My Advice
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October 5, 2008 | No comments | Oh, The Drama!
Day 5 – The Clutch
When I was growing up my family lived down the street from my mom’s mom. My mom came from a large family and she was the second oldest. When I was a kid I still had aunts and uncles who were only a few years older than me. Whenever I was bored I could walk a few houses down the block and pop into my grandma’s to play with my aunt who was two years older than me, or maybe go out back to discover the latest extreme sport my uncle had invented, or maybe hear the latest sensational urban myth from a different uncle. I thought they were all so cool and worldly – the way most young kids look up to older kids.
On one corner of our block there was a large white house with red shutters. If some of us kids happened to riding our bikes on the sidewalk, or walking past the house – it was on the way to school – the woman who lived there would come outside and yell at us kids to “Get off my sidewalk!” and to “Stay off the grass!”
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