April 2017

20 Apr 2017

The best moments happen at home

If I close my eyes, I can still hear the familiar sound of the click-clack, clickity-clack my little red radio flyer made as it came hobbling down the road. Still day dreaming, I recall my favorite black converse sneakers covered in dust from the unsettled dirt road I walked upon each Saturday morning as I made my way to our neighborhood grocery store. Located just a few minutes from my childhood home, the trip to the grocers seemed at least a mile away to my small, ten-year old frame. Like clockwork, I would park my wagon outside A & P Grocery, and recognize the same, friendly faces that stopped by the store each week hoping to find something to please...
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