Sitting here, in my downtown apartment, I hear the (somewhat) distant horn from the train, the rumble of traffic, and I remember...
Visiting my Great-aunt Rachel, who lived in town, tossing a football around in the street (!!), playing dodge-car with the lights at dusk, and falling asleep to the sound of passing traffic. None of that was possible out in the boonies, and it was always so exciting!
I guess this city- girl was formed earlier than I thought :-)
06 January 2015
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