Sunday the calm before the storm

Well some ugly weather coming our way. I just finished two bagels and thinking about p-p&f. I remember swimming in White Oak and going off the high dive maybe 4 or 5 years old. Don't remember much about Summer Grove except back yard football games and that could be where we saw Rudolph. Lot of memories about Grand Cane, it seemed like our house was huge and the front yard and drive way went on forever. The front yard would flood when we had really good rains and I remember someone catching a little catfish. The trains roaring by across the highway, the trucks and busses rolling by and the sound of air breaks when that got close to town. We use to take hiking adventure through fields and pastures behind our house. Going to a small lake with a big pipe sticking up and that cold water flowing out of it. I never knew until later how small the town was, I thought it was normal for first and second grade to be in the same room. Everyone knowing each other and who was sick or in trouble (usually me) and hayrides on Halloween through the graveyard. The trips back to East Texas towns with strange names like Kickapoo and Keatchie, singing most of the way all nine of us in a station wagon. Dad always sang riding on the hay wagon. Well maybe more later.