Mil and Bill's House, white house
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In his book, "Chasing Darkness," Robert Crais has a memorable eye-catching dedication. It reads: "for S.R., because rope ladders and Christmas tree forts last forever." This intrigues me---I believe he has something there.
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LITTLE BOYS IN THE MAGICAL FORTIES
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There's a saying...
Every little boy should have
A happy boyhood, for
He gets only one.
One day, he realizes
He is a being...in this strange
And exciting world.
Yes! He is a person,
Albeit, a little one!
The neighborhood, tho' likely small,
(Mom has set boundaries)
Is his turf---his crucible for developing
Into a "growed" person.
He doesn't think about this, for
He is way too busy...living!
And miracle of all miracles...
He meets other little creature boys,
Just like himself!
What luck!
And they become friends...
Just like Crais' rope ladder
And Christmas tree forts---these boys'
Good times, also, will last forever.
Never to be forgotten...
The kites, marbles, and comic books....
Walking on stilts, spinning tops,
Red Rover at school, transler hunting.
Helping with theVictory Garden
Vacant lots, old dry lake beds, and
Alleys were their oysters, and they
Were big-time searchers
And scavengers... for valuable "stuff."
Making rubber guns, and nailing things
In his book, "Chasing Darkness," Robert Crais has a memorable eye-catching dedication. It reads: "for S.R., because rope ladders and Christmas tree forts last forever." This intrigues me---I believe he has something there.
********************************************************
LITTLE BOYS IN THE MAGICAL FORTIES
********************************************************
There's a saying...
Every little boy should have
A happy boyhood, for
He gets only one.
One day, he realizes
He is a being...in this strange
And exciting world.
Yes! He is a person,
Albeit, a little one!
The neighborhood, tho' likely small,
(Mom has set boundaries)
Is his turf---his crucible for developing
Into a "growed" person.
He doesn't think about this, for
He is way too busy...living!
And miracle of all miracles...
He meets other little creature boys,
Just like himself!
What luck!
And they become friends...
Just like Crais' rope ladder
And Christmas tree forts---these boys'
Good times, also, will last forever.
Never to be forgotten...
The kites, marbles, and comic books....
Walking on stilts, spinning tops,
Red Rover at school, transler hunting.
Helping with the
Vacant lots, old dry lake beds, and
Alleys were their oysters, and they
Were big-time searchers
And scavengers... for valuable "stuff."
Making rubber guns, and nailing things
With their ever-handy hammers.
Playing all kinds of ball---
Football, baseball, and basketball
At that goal on the alley...
Even volleyball and croquet.
Building forts, digging foxholes,
Helping our soldiers fight WWII.
Building models ofU.S.
Reading Joe Palooka funnies; he was
In France, behind enemy lines.
Going to the Lyceum on Saturdays,
Having a Coney Island hot dog later,
Going swimming, playing with water
On the lawn... making a snowman when
It snowed in winter.
Little boys are growing up---
They get a Red Ryder BB gun---
They get their first bicycle.
They ride to junior high.
They fall for that cute girl across the aisle.
In class.
Football, baseball, and basketball
At that goal on the alley...
Even volleyball and croquet.
Building forts, digging foxholes,
Helping our soldiers fight WWII.
Building models of
Reading Joe Palooka funnies; he was
In France, behind enemy lines.
Going to the Lyceum on Saturdays,
Having a Coney Island hot dog later,
Going swimming, playing with water
On the lawn... making a snowman when
It snowed in winter.
Little boys are growing up---
They get a Red Ryder BB gun---
They get their first bicycle.
They ride to junior high.
They fall for that cute girl across the aisle.
In class.
Before long they'll have
Their first date.
They are getting taller and bigger
And will soon be in high school.
No longer little boys,
Yet they are still boys.
It is said that every man
Still contains a little boy.
Things are kind of
Speeding up in their lives...
It is too early now,
And will be for awhile
But one of these days
They will look back,
Like Robert Crais in his dedication,
And say: Those magical days
Of the forties...
Will last forever.
They are getting taller and bigger
And will soon be in high school.
No longer little boys,
Yet they are still boys.
It is said that every man
Still contains a little boy.
Things are kind of
Speeding up in their lives...
It is too early now,
And will be for awhile
But one of these days
They will look back,
Like Robert Crais in his dedication,
And say: Those magical days
Of the forties...
Will last forever.
Art and Bob's House
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BY MIL
2/09/12
Sent from my iPad
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BY MIL
2/09/12
Sent from my iPad
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