I remember digging a hole in the backyard to make an underground clubhouse.
I remember leaning out my bedroom window and tossing a ball to my little sister who was leaning out the bathroom window. My sister didn't catch well. The window broke.
I remember picking peaches off the trees in our backyard.
I remember when my friend let go of the string to my favorite kite.
I remember digging tunnels for my matchbox car city in the front of my house.
I remember falling asleep while I listened to Willie Nelson play on the jukebox my Dad had just bought.
I remember my Mom and me painting my bedroom ceiling black and the walls a deep blue.
I remember building a go cart out of an old lawn mower and a wooden crate.
I remember my mom teaching me how to cut up a whole chicken.
I remember my Dad lighting fireworks off in our backyard.
I remember spending Saturdays with my Dad and getting paid for it.
I remember listening to my sister talk to her friends on the wireless phone with my short wave radio.
I remember watching my new electric train set smoke its way through a figure 8 for hours on end.
I remember watching the pilot light in the hallway heater because there was a ghost in my room.
I remember watching a funnel cloud touch the ground in Utah, and my mother telling my Dad "get us outta here" which was met by a chuckle and a floored gas pedal and the roar of a V-8 in an LTD.
I remember buying a AMC Javelin for $50.00 and learning how to rebuild a carburetor.
I remember riding 30 minutes to a girls house just for the chance she may see me ride by.
I remember forgetting the way home on my first day of school.
I remember falling off the bench seat of my Dads truck and landing on a glass Pepsi bottle, slitting my wrist.
I remember playing football in the street and not caring if we fell down.
I remember cutting my head open running from a girl with a horse head on a broom handle.
I remember listening to puff the magic dragon, over and over on a plastic phonograph which only played 45's.
I remember accidentally hitting my girlfriend in the face with a pair of vice grips while she watched me fix the brakes on my car....Sorry Suzie.
I remember having the longest hair of any guy in school.
I remember my Dad allowing me to have a glass of wine from a bottle which was taller then me.
I remember how proud I was when my Dad put a sign on the side of his pickup the read "Dan Paden and Son Landscaping"
I remember falling off the swing set in the backyard, and breaking off my teeth.
I remember building a tree house and being to afraid to sit in it.
I remember my little sister digging her nails into my arms, whenever we fought.
I remember playing Black Sabbath so loud the neighbors came over to complain.
I remember the sheet my parents used to put up in the hallway so we couldn't see what Santa brought until they woke up.
I remember finding my cat dead on the side of the house.
I remember bowling my first 200 game.
I remember sitting in a old school bus getting drunk and watching my friend punch the windows out.
I remember watching people piss off the balcony of my 3rd floor apartment.
I remember running down the street with my little sister dragging a stolen Christmas tree.
I remember the doctor telling me my son was disabled and expecting me not to want to deal with it.
I remember going on field trips with my daughters classmates.
I remember doing drugs and thinking they hadn't changed who I was (I was wrong).
I remember going to a Iron Maiden concert instead of my girlfriends prom.
I remember lighting wooden park benches on fire and watching with my friends when the fire department came to put them out.
I remember waiting for a trucker to bring me some weed.
I remember paying a pinball game in a Santa Cruz arcade so long it drew a crowd.
I remember losing the tip of my finger to a bowling machine.
I remember when a fish jumped out of my 50 gallon tank and landed on my heated water bed, I really remember the smell.
I remember getting sick on root beer schnapps.
I remember my first kiss at the skating rink.
I remember the first time my Dad punched me (I deserved it).
I remember sneaking my girlfriend in my bedroom window.
I remember learning to ride a bike and splitting open the scar from my wrist injury (See above).
I remember going to buy a dozen donut holes at 2am.
I remember eating sunflower seeds, and reading books for hours on end.
I remember getting to the hospital after my Grandmother had already died.
I remember my Dad waking me up at 2am to talk to me about life.
I remember my Mom telling me I couldn't go outside without shoes, and me running away from home over it.
I remember the day Elvis Presley died.
I remember paying a guy 2 bucks at a Mettalica concert to drink all I wanted from the keg in his van.
I remember finding my sisters boyfriend boyfriend, and my girlfriend making out in her car.
I remember the night my dog Twister died and hearing my Dad cry for the first time over it.
I remember wearing my first Tuxedo for my sisters wedding.
I remember driving 140mph down the freeway racing with my best friend.
I remember being put in a program for gifted children, and wondering what was wrong with me.
I remember beating the shit out of a guy for making fun of my little sisters teeth.
I remember the Vice principal telling my Dad I was in need of mental help, and my Dad telling her to go to hell.
I remember soaking a tennis ball in gasoline, lighting it and kicking it up and down the street.
I remember training dogs and winning a first place trophy at the dog show.
I remember my sister firing me from my fast food job because I ditched my shift to go see AC/DC.
I remember coming home and finding my apartment empty, and my daughter gone.
I remember many things. They have made me who I am, and I cherish every memory.
We all have many masks. It's nice to see behind yours in this blog. :)
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I don't hide myself....all people need to do is listen
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