Not sure where I got my love of monkeys. I used to hate them. Loathe them. Not all of them. Or even some of them. Just one. I hated just one monkey. But I hated him enough for all monkeydom. His name was Peanut. We got him when I was around 13, on a familyContinue reading “Monkey no shines”
Some memories grow sweeter, some sadder, some softer or sentimental. Some just get stranger.
This swamp was a couple of miles down the road from my house. If you were coming home on your bicycle from the pool, which was another 3-4 miles further, you’d have to come this way. It was scary even when there were 3 or 4 of us – but all too often I’d findContinue reading “The Swamp Down the Road”