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childhood memories

The Interview

March 11, 2019April 18, 2020 / anneswritinglife / Leave a comment

The summer I was 10, my father received some mysterious phone calls. Calls that have stuck with me.

Memories of Dad

December 17, 2016December 18, 2016 / anneswritinglife / Leave a comment

Life is fleeting, moving swiftly along through good times and bad; leaving behind memories. . .

Star Wars: The first time

February 20, 2016February 22, 2016 / anneswritinglife / 2 Comments

We were told to stay put while our parents went out to dinner. But staying put was not going over well with us . . . They left us with directions to stay home while they went out to dinner. They also left us with cars. The directions to stay home, coupled with the access … Continue reading Star Wars: The first time

Haunted Houses, do you believe?

November 1, 2012November 1, 2012 / anneswritinglife / Leave a comment

Do you believe in ghosts? or haunted houses? I do. The funny thing is that I'm not really superstitious and not likely to believe most ghost stories but since I lived in one once, I do believe. I'd like to say that the house was a part of my youthful imagination, but I'm not the … Continue reading Haunted Houses, do you believe?

Pretty Julie is gone

February 6, 2011February 6, 2011 / anneswritinglife / Leave a comment

When I was 15, my parents moved us to my 8th home. My parents stayed their for 34 years, so our neighbors became a part of our lives. For a period of time, our closest friends were our neighbors up the street. My sister, Mary, gained a best friend in Theresa, and our family gained … Continue reading Pretty Julie is gone

Childhood Memories: My Lobster Story

August 18, 2010December 30, 2010 / anneswritinglife / Leave a comment

As we jumped up and down and encouraged the lobsters to move as quickly as possible, I realized that the lobsters had no way of opening the back door let along making it the 50 miles from our house to the ocean.

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