“Don't you wish you could take a single childhood memory and blow it up into a bubble and live inside it forever?” Well, referring to the quote above, I don't know about living in this particular memory forever. I mean..... it would appear that I don't have all of my teeth in this picture, and it also seems that I either need to let the hem out of those pants or invest in some a little longer. However, I DO have some very fond memories that go along with this picture. I loved this bike so much. Growing up, I lived next-door to my great-aunts, and this is their yard. That "bald patch" of yard behind me is where they parked the cars. For a long time, I was only allowed to ride my bike IN this yard or mine......but NEVER....EVER under any circumstances was I to go into the street. (It must be noted that our street was not THAT "busy", but I was protected to the max growing up!) I thought I was big stuff riding this bike.....with my little basket on the front. It also had a banana seat and, at one time, it had colorful streamer/tassel things hanging down from each handle, but apparently, they came off at some point. One day, I'm not exactly sure when, after much persuasion on my part, I was finally allowed to ride down the circular driveway <GASP!> into the street......and right back onto the other end of the driveway. I was probably on the actual street for a grand total of approximately fifty feet, but it was the most glorious fifty feet anyone could ever travel! I know it sounds ridiculous, but I'm telling you it was absolutely liberating! Well, those days are long gone, but anytime I embark on a new adventure in my life, I can still hear my great-aunts saying "you have GOT to careful, Dot! Folks are crazy in this world!" These are the memories that simultaneously make me smile and drive me nuts! Those precious women are all gone from this earth now, but I have to wonder......what would they say about this adventure................ Until next time,
~Dot
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Judy Coleman
3/17/2014 05:01:26 am
Well, first of all, that index finger would be pointing. Then in her precious Southern drawl, Mattie Bell would begin telling you how dangerous and un-lady-like it is to ride a motorcycle. As it is, she is probably now imploring St. Peter for a personal hearing in the throne room so that she can tell God you need extra attention now! Love you so much and love, love reading your blogs.
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Heather
3/17/2014 10:42:08 am
I may have been able to ride further down the road on my bike, but at least your 50 feet were unaccompanied. Vernon got in the LTD and drove right beside me down Isabella St. for the 2 blocks I was allowed to ride...at 2 miles per hour.
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The Voice at BulldogHoller
3/25/2014 04:47:12 pm
Dot .... for the record ... I think as you move into this 'next chapter' of your life as you say ... your gonna look great without teeth the second time around too. Cute post. ~ mab
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AuthorHi! I'm Dot. I refuse to succumb to the "empty nest syndrome"! So, this is my journal.....my photo album.....my attempt to enjoy the next chapter of my life as it unfolds. Welcome to The Roomy Nest! Archives
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