Personal Literature: NaBloPoMo

Aldous Huxley said your memories are your personal literature. What story are you telling yourself today?


When I was a kid, I spent almost every summer with my grandparents at their cottage in Michigan. I was really blessed to spend time there. I spent most of the time swimming and riding my Pink Panther bike. Sometimes I broke out the roller skates and my headphones. This was in the 80s so the headphones were attached to a tape deck. It was cool back then. It was also awkward and didn’t fit in pockets. The clip was kind of flimsy. But it was better than nothing.

My grandparents would invite their card club to visit. They had so much fun. People had a good time before they spent so much time on their electronic devices. Those were good times.

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