tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7545210782126483136.post2830573229574386175..comments2024-01-24T05:13:06.164-08:00Comments on Not Your Usual Suspects: SUMMER TIMESusanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286314155783213006noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7545210782126483136.post-38431209643537997852016-07-14T18:50:02.062-07:002016-07-14T18:50:02.062-07:00I do, Rita. I really do.I do, Rita. I really do.Toni Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08348843511453338339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7545210782126483136.post-41158599030395282882016-07-14T16:01:40.775-07:002016-07-14T16:01:40.775-07:00What great memories Toni. Do you ever wonder what ...What great memories Toni. Do you ever wonder what the kids today will say about their memories?<br /> Ritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09054306874904898496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7545210782126483136.post-38167240639154325792016-07-13T18:58:00.258-07:002016-07-13T18:58:00.258-07:00Riding my bike and walking my old dog. Sticking my...Riding my bike and walking my old dog. Sticking my hand in the pond and trying to catch goldfish. Seeing my mom's flowers. Spending the holidays at my grandparents' house, trapped in a stuffy room, drinking hot tea, watching Wimbledon and loving it. So many great memories, Rita. Love the banana popsicle story :) Toni Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09006694783089788568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7545210782126483136.post-30306742674130317732016-07-13T18:36:28.812-07:002016-07-13T18:36:28.812-07:00Jean sounds like heaven.
Jean sounds like heaven.<br />Ritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09054306874904898496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7545210782126483136.post-52386423377745283042016-07-13T16:35:26.188-07:002016-07-13T16:35:26.188-07:00Going to my Aunt Mary's country home in Rehobo...Going to my Aunt Mary's country home in Rehoboth, Massachusetts, and jumping into the (muddy) swimming hole. Other thoughts too, but too long for here. A good question, Rita.jean harringtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04925805990806522316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7545210782126483136.post-57667040959577294762016-07-13T10:59:03.633-07:002016-07-13T10:59:03.633-07:00Oh Maureen. Things like that are such sweet memori...Oh Maureen. Things like that are such sweet memories. Do they even make banana popsicles any more?<br /> Ritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09054306874904898496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7545210782126483136.post-59612974437027166272016-07-13T08:16:13.290-07:002016-07-13T08:16:13.290-07:00I don't know why this sticks with me, but when...I don't know why this sticks with me, but when I was a kid my grandfather would give me a quarter a day in the summer. I could take that to the community swimming pool concession stand and buy a banana Popsicle and one piece of taffy. I can still taste that banana Popsicle! :)Maureen A. Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16432964748852427405noreply@blogger.com