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Yes, I miss my childhood! Well, except for the going to school part. I had awesome parents who believed in letting kids be kids. We didn't have a lot of money but we had everything we needed and then some. My mom was a stay-at-home mom. We were so blessed to have her waiting for us at home each night after school.
I became best friends with the neighbor girl, even though she was six years my junior. Summers we'd ride bikes, have picnics in the park, have sleepovers and rummage sales. We'd scrounge for pop bottles and take them to the tiny corner grocery and buy candy with the bottle deposit money.
Mom and I would walk to the library, the art museum or just go to town to window shop. We always had to stop at Fanny Farmer candy store and pick up a sucker or a chocolate cigar. The dime store downtown had a soda fountain. Sometimes we'd split a sundae or a malt.
The worst part of my childhood was the loss of my oldest brother. He was killed in a drowning accident when the river flooded in a park not far from our house. I'd never seen my dad cry prior to that and my mom showed great strength. Thankfully they didn't let it tear them apart.
Despite the tragedy that altered our lives, my childhood was pretty remarkable. When my brothers and I reminisce about those days, we mostly recall happy times!
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