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Brain Dump

Why is it the older I get the more clearly I can recall the oldest memories instead of the more recent.

I remember weekends when we lived in the townhouses in Virginia. There were lots of creeks running through the development and, being kids, we caught crawdads and made branch bridges, and waded……stuff that, knowing as we do today that those were pollution run off, we wouldn’t do now. It was as close to idyllic that we could get living that close to the political Power center of the world.

I remember Karen Berry, the bff of that time….I remember Chris Kader, Shawn Farrel, Chris Gibson and even Kent Witherspoon who lived next door. Otherwise I’ve got a lot of first names….

We rode bikes. I remember I had a pink huffy. When it snowed every young person from high school on down converged on the sled-able hills. We had a smallish one for the young’uns and a more hard core double hill for the older kids. Winter was relatively epic.

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By J.A. Summa

50, mom of a teen, wife of a chief....in search of me

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