Apple fights, kick the can,
and penny candy thoughts filled my head yesterday.
I grew up in a time where TV turned color and video
games where born (Centipede
rocks); yet I was still running around neighborhoods,
discovering new ways to push the rules, or at least saying "but there is no rule on that". Earning a dollar was fantastic; yet spending it was just as thrilling. It began with the slow motion of slapping the one in my hand. What to do with it ... Hum?
So I decided to journey
across the street to the bar. I slapped my dollar bill down on the counter.
"Beer nuts" I demanded. The bartender looked at me, then to the
only other person in the room. He said "okay, but then you have to
go." Wow, my first bar purchase.
We ruled the streets with laughter, singing
songs, and yelling "kick the
can". Soon another dollar was
earned and this motley crew would be onto the next adventure... (To be continued)
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