Posted by blamethebanjo on Monday, May 3, 2010
Where could I have put that thing? Did I leave it in that little white house on Phelps' Avenue? Is it in the backyard where my friends played? Maybe I left it in those dark woods across the street from my aunts' little gray house.
It might be in the halls of the elementary school on the hill where I spent so much time. I searched the long halls and looked into every room.
Maybe it is there at Bonnies' house in her step dads' garden full of hot peppers and tomatoes.
I know I had it with me when I was in Kentucky as we moved in to our new house. Could I have left it draped across the seat of the little Honda motorcycle dad bought for me? It could have easily blown off on one of those back roads.
I felt it like never before when I met Cathy at her aunts' house next door. I can't see how I could lose something that important. Sometimes I feel I could just reach out and grab it back.
I misplaced it before when I worked all those years in the power plant. I was afraid it was gone forever a few times.
I remember having to strain my eyes to keep it in sight and started to wonder where it was going. I didn't want it to go. The memories were so fond.
The truth is I left it in all those places where it remains in my memory. I do miss it still at times. Ahh, memories.
Sunday, May 23, 2010 @7:14:58 PM
I would give up all but one of my banjers to have May 1980 back.
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