I just received an email from Bibbie, my longtime friend from childhood, after she read "Scooters, Bikes, and Wagons" on my BLESSED Journal blog.

"Your story reminded me of the times we would ride bikes to that big hill on Baby Galvez! And your move from Silsbee to Beaumont in 6th grade. That was a bummer! However, y'all moved back and into my neighborhood! Lots of pavement for bike riding and playing on the empty lots. Hmmm...long time ago!"

Actually, I can't claim authorship to this story—another family member wrote it (who wishes to remain anonymous on my blog).

But I really appreciate Bibbie's comment. It reminded me of that traumatic move in 6th grade. Now, I plan to write about that soon! 

I hope this story also prompts memories for others—of  their own childhood or about their children or grandchildren. And I hope they'll also send me their comments and/or their stories.

Write on...kj