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Month: September 2016

The Creek

The Creek

The house I grew up in had a large creek in the backyard.  It felt to me like the creek went on for miles; of course, like any childhood memory, if I returned to the creek today, I’d probably find it to be small and uninteresting.  But my memories of the creek are filled with loud imagination and quiet solace.  I don’t remember my sisters joining me on my creek adventures, maybe because I charged a good hundred bucks to enter.  And lest…

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