Good times.
Probably when my family and I were living in western Pennslyvania, in a really small town. I was in 5th grade. I was miserable in school but after school with my neighborhood pals we played a lot of football (it was here that I came to love the Pittsburgh Steelers). Everyday we were trying collect wheels from anything to build the world's greatest go-cart. We also built a cool fort, hung out in trees, practiced the catch and release program with frogs, toads, salamanders, snakes, and crayfish.
Also that summer I held a carnival for muscular dystrophy. I trained my dog Spot to perform tricks in it.
We walked to Kelner's market bought candy and comics a lot too. I had to steal my dad's change to keep up with my comic book habit. I got in trouble for that.
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