Remembering Snippets

I am surprised how little I remember of my growing-up years. I have snippets of things but lots of things are gone. I remember this one time my brothers went to visit their friends for a few hours. I was a tag along because I still needed a sitter. I wondered if they would get into trouble because Mom and Dad let them go to this place where the boys always found something to do with getting into trouble. Sure enough, they got into trouble with a B B gun. The problem with that is that they found many targets and some were not so great. They did not damage anything that I remember, except my trust and loyalty by terrorizing me!

They did not want any girls following them or knowing their biz. I just wanted to be a part of the group. Needless to say, they decided to shoot at me! I am not sure they wanted to hurt me or just to make me scream. That I did, I was afraid for my life. ( I was only 6) Lucky for me, our babysitter heard me and came looking. The boys were in serious trouble! They got the bb guns taken away immediately. Then, I felt bad. Ok, not too bad, lol. I spent the rest of the day inside the house away from them until time to go home.

We often went someplace after school because Mom was either working at the Cafe or going back to College.

I liked it because we never really went anywhere else except to Grandma and Grandpa's house.