The way it was when my dad was on west pack, when my uncle still lived with us, when mom trusted me, when i had a social life. I made more friends, I had fun, I was happy and i just want it back. I know i can’t get it all back now, but i wish i could. I miss the “frolic through Tierrasanta” days, the riding in Kelly’s car to Julian days, fun now decisions later days. You know how it is.
