The bush there on the corner was a favorite spot for my folks to hide an Easter Egg or two. I think this had to be before Church, after church we would have changed clothes to do the hunting in the yard for the eggs. The trike there would belong to my younger brother, Mike.
The other day a childhood friend, Wendy and I met here in our old neighborhood for a day of fun and remincing. We walked around the neighborhood remember who lived where. In fact we spoke to the gentleman that owns my old house. He owns and lives in the house that was Belvilles, to the left and owns and rents the house that I grew up in, the white one on the right where the BIG bush is. The driveway is still a shared one, but is now blacktopped.
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