Summer nights and growing up Brittingham

On hot summer nights like tonight as children we would be all over the neighborhood, barefooted and chasing what we called "lignting bugs" till dark http://animals.nationalgeographic.com/animals/bugs/firefly.html
and Mom was calling through the back door "kids, it's time to come home" we always did what Mom said. Dad was always at work nights on the Police force. We took our loot into the house in our maynoisse jars and or jelly jars and watched them light up till we fell asleep. Then shocked in the morning when they were dead.
Then we jumped up before 6:00 a.m. and grabbed our buckets to pick locusts shells from the trees. We gathered buckets full! After that we picked wild blackberries at Martha and Mr. E.G. Lamoine's yard. Then the clover patches for hours to find a four leaf clover.
These were simple times when we could leave the house early in the morning and run the neighborhood until dark. We also would go to Cottey College and laugh at the statue of the little boy peeing in the fountain. Then visited the little corner grocery store for a 5 cents coke and hang there for awhile watching the cottey girls come and go. Then when I was starting 3rd grade we moved to Main Street and I met Debbie my life long girl friend. We vowed when we graduated from high school we would move to KC and get jobs and an apartment together. Then Marty, my brother was killed in a car accident and Debbie died of cancer shortly after graduation. I was left alone. And I realized there is no one that will not ever leave you alone.

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