Anthology Shorts & Poems

THE JOY OF IT ALL WHEN I THINK OF HAPPY TIMES GROWING UP IN THE 1970'S AND 1980'S. I THINK OF AN INNOCENT TIME. THERE WERE NO CELLULAR PHONES. IF YOU WANTED THE TIME YOU HAD TO LOOK AT THE CLOCK ON THE WALL OR FLICK YOUR WRIST. I THINK OF JUMPING ROPE WITH FRIENDS AND THE BOYS INTERFERING. RUNNING AFTER THEM JUST TO PUNCH THEM. I SWEAR THE BOYS LOVED IT. I THINK ABOUT PUTTING ON OUR SKATES AND SKATING AROUND THE CARS. AND MR. WILLIAMS SAYING TO THE KIDS, “YOU BETTER NOT HIT MY CAR.” HOW ABOUT WHEN THE STREET LIGHTS COME ON. IT WAS TIME TO GET IN FRONT OF YOUR DOOR, LOL!!! WHEN YOUR MOTHER HAD TO YELL YOUR NAME AS YOU KNEW THAT THEY WOULD. SOMETIMES WE WOULD ACT AS IF WE DIDN'T HEAR THEM. WE USED TO CALL IT ROLE CALL. WE ALWAYS KNEW WAS GOING TO BE CALLED FIRST. THE GAME TAG AND CATCH A GIRL GET A GIRL. HA! I SAT OUT ON THAT ONE. DRILL TEAMS DOING STEP BATTLES WAS FUN. COMPETITION WITH OTHER NEIGHBORHOODS. THERE ARE SO MANY OTHER MEMORIES ABOUT THOSE TIMES. AS THEY SAY, YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK.