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April 26, 2018
The last time I drove many of these streets was ten years ago and It is like excavating layers of memories. I am trying to see the buildings I remember that are buried somewhere underneath these current structures. Memories I’d forgotten about begin to surface – Barb lived on that street; Krista lived in that house; that’s where we went for lunch if you brought a permission slip to leave the school grounds. The birthday party –with the whole class- at the Gibson’s. After school treats at Tammy’s house. I wonder what else I’d remember, if given time to explore further.