I remember my first day of first grade, 1968. I remember skinned knees and going to bed in pink foam rollers the night before. I remember two boys fighting at recess over who would be my boyfriend. I remember laughing so hard at Roy David's joke that milk shot out of my nose! I remember …
Story Backwards/NaPoWriMo Day 28
Sleeping in Nebraska. Crossing the Mississippi and Missouri rivers. Saying goodbye to family in Illinois. Visiting, laughing, tears, meals, and many, many hugs. Ever been to the Real Cheese Place in Jaynesville, Wisconsin? (I did!) Seeing the Windy City (called thus because of its big stories) on a windy, cold day. Lake Michigan threw up …
