I heard the thunder rolling in today and along with it came memories of my childhood. Wonderful memories of sitting on my parents’ covered front porch watching the skies with my father. It was a ritual of ours. Sitting out there daring the rain to blow upon us, knowing it rarely did so. …
Yesterday
   My yesterday memories include bike riding with my friends. I had a beautiful blue-green bike with a white wicker basket. My bike became my pony as we galloped around the neighborhood. Not long ago I bought a new bike. I do not gallop anymore...and I have noticed hills have sprung up everywhere. From …
Family
 Recently I spent some time with family...some of my mother’s siblings, my dad, and others. We sat around a table and talked of things long ago and I could feel us all silently dreaming of yesterday. Yesterday when my mom was alive and the life of the party. She was one who could stir …