Letter Never Sent Tell me when to go.

I went to Seguin to visit my mom and stepdad on Wednesday (photos). It was nice to take a day off from work and visit. Earlier that week my grandparents had dropped off a few boxes I had asked them to keep for me when I moved off to college in the summer of 1995. My mom told me to either take them with me or throw them away but to get them out of her house. She had a few boxes she needed to sort through so we went through it all together. I found a lot of things I had thought lost, and a lot of things I hadn’t missed but was glad to see again. Lots of old papers, a diary, lots of photos, and some assorted junk. Here’s one of my all-time favorite photos, my brother, my cousins, and me in the bathtub at my grandmother’s house (From left to right, me, Jonatha, David, Scott, and AJ):

Like I said, here’s an entry from my journal I found. I used to type it on a black Underwood portable which I still have. I remember I could only do exclamation points by first typing an apostrophe then backspacing a typing a period underneath it:

“July 9th the year of our Lord 1992,

I’m back! I’ve been on a brief hiatus from writing in a journal for about 4-5 months, sorry. I really am. I’ve decided to start my journal again. I was reading the journal I started last summer the day before Uncle Tim got married. It brought back a lot of memories. Some I had almost completely forgotten. So, I decided to resurrect the idea for as long as possible. So what has happened since the last journal you say? Well, here’s the short of it: I passed 9th grade and am on my way to being a sophomore in the fall. Oh, yeah and I have to do a summer reading assignment for English for next year. I have to read the book Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury and write a journal of passages about the book; fun huh? Excuse me while I die of excitement (HA!…). It is summer now and boy is it a hot one. My own PRIVATE HELL! I went to Karen and Susan ***** ‘s house yesterday. They live in the neighborhood by the Texaco by my subdivision. I gave Susan a box of “curiously strong ” Altoid mints and pasted a sticker that read “Billtoids” onto the front. I gave Karen a book, Question Quest, and I shot off a couple of bottle rockets in their yard. Their mother came home later to take Susan to the doctor and I stayed home with Karen and we watched “The Kids in the Hall” on tape. Then I left around 3 o’clock in the afternoon. I talk to Karen on the phone sometimes. Tomorrow I’ll call Galadriel to tell her I’m sorry for sounding rude on the phone, but if my Dad is here I won’t.”

Why would this be remotely interesting to you? Well, I don’t know, but I thought it was funny. For one in some ways it seems like so long ago and then I realize that eleven years is really not that long ago at all in the scheme of things.

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