Tag Archives: Memories

Thoughts from Christmases Past

Posted on December 21, 2020 by thequarryschild

Christmas is a mostly happy series of memories for me. One thing I always associate with my memories of the season is Christmas cookies and Christmas offerings in general. From my early years in Burlington, VT, I recall my mother … Continue reading →

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Visiting old memories…

Posted on November 29, 2020 by thequarryschild

The location of my current home is ironic to me. As a kid, I moved from a neighborhood that had a handful of kids around to one that had just one other family with a kid my age. I liked … Continue reading →

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The foibles of youth…

Posted on July 18, 2019 by thequarryschild

I often find myself thinking, “man, I wish I understood ___________ when I was younger.”  But I didn’t.  Our brains are not developed enough.  I understand this now.  I’ve been mired in travelling down memory lane for a few months.  … Continue reading →

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Are bygones a thing of the past?

Posted on June 25, 2019 by thequarryschild

I’m quick to admit that I have a tendency to live in the past a bit too much at times.  There are lots of happy memories there but I do my best to stay rooted in the present.  And honestly, … Continue reading →

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Gardening fantasies…

Posted on June 3, 2019 by thequarryschild

I love the thought of gardening.  I love experiencing a beautiful oasis.  I love working the soil with my hands.  My reality…I’m garden poor.  My fantasies are writing checks that my truth can’t cash.  Yes, I live in a condo … Continue reading →

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The alone girl…

Posted on May 10, 2019 by thequarryschild

The spirited tomboy maintained a brisk pace as she made her way to the store at the crossroads.  She grumbled under her breath about having to go for some groceries because it cost her precious reading time.  If she didn’t … Continue reading →

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Spring means lilacs…

Posted on May 1, 2019 by thequarryschild

While winter in the Northeast may be dreary and frigid, Spring is a different experience entirely.   Each season has its own smells.  For me, Spring is full of earthy aromas.  Whether it’s the woodsy, rich smell of freshly turned … Continue reading →

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A feast of memories…

Posted on April 16, 2019 by thequarryschild

I’ve been visiting the happy memory bank in my head a great deal lately.  It’s a combination of real memories and memories I’d like to achieve.  They may never happen but they might.  Picnicking was a popular pastime when I … Continue reading →

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Spring, love, and heartache…

Posted on March 24, 2019 by thequarryschild

Admittedly I am not the best at remembering quotes, much less entire poems; however, as the season struggles to morph from winter to spring one particular line flits through my subconscious…”In the Spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to … Continue reading →

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Greek life in high school?

Posted on February 15, 2019 by thequarryschild

I’m writing a history of our local school district.  I feel history is important and since no one has undertaken this task, I decided it was time.  It occurred to me that valuable resources, in the form of oral histories, … Continue reading →

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