Well, tomorrow is Father’s day and it’s got me reminiscing about my childhood.
I loved growing up in the country. There were five of us kids, four girls, then finally a boy. Evenings after dinner and homework, if it wasn’t too late we would play Monopoly, or checkers, or one of many card games that we loved. My mother and dad both were very good at card games. Canasta especially, I still love that game.
I remember how I tried and tried to beat my dad playing checkers, year after year. Finally, as an adult, I did beat him, but only one time. I never even came close after that time.
I remember before we moved to town, when we lived out on Mondon Hill Road, after school Daddy would play baseball with us. Evelyn would come over, and sometimes the Meadows boys. We had a huge yard and everyone loved to play together. We’d play until it got too dark to see each other. Having to stay in the house was pure torture. We didn’t have video games, Iphones, or anything like that. Our TV’s only had three stations, so there was very little on them to interest us kids when we could be outside getting into all sorts of mischief.
I also remember rotten grapefruit fights with the neighborhood kids, yuck. Another favorite thing was picking blackberries. One sweet neighbor lady would buy them from us at ten cents a quart, then she’d bake pies, or a cobbler for us.
Would I trade today to go back to that simpler time when we never even had to lock our doors? Sometimes I think so, then other times, I’m not so sure. I don’t think I could give up my iPhone, or the movie channels, or Candy Crush or Words with Friends and other games I’m addicted to.
I think the best time to live, is the time you’re living in at any given moment. The past is behind us, the future is ahead of us. Live each day for today. Tomorrow will get here soon enough.