The first wet snow of the season where there was enough to build a snowman or fort for snow ball fights.
The last day of school and the summer stretched before you like eternity!
The first smell of freshly cut grass.....letting you know it was officially summer!
Playing Barbies on end with a best friend.
Sleep overs on New Years eve, where we would listen to the top 100 songs for the year. I never forgot being so disappointed that "Jerimiah was a Bullfrog" won it one year.
Trips to our cousins' farm in Wisconsin over Holidays. My parents would pick us up early from school on a Friday and we rode 8 hours in the back of a small car. (Ford Torino) As we made the turn down the #8 road our hearts would race. We would burst from the car, run and hug all of our cousins and then promptly run to the barn to play in the hayloft or through the fields in shear joy with a big dog following close behind. Those were such happy days.
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...OUTLAW