Today I would like to indulge my
readers and tell them of one of my favorite childhood memories.
I grew up
in a little town in central Arizona called, Cottonwood. I had the same group of
friends from grade school all the way through high school. They were Jeff,
Mike, Ryan and Ian. We were always getting into mischief. One day we all decided
to dress up in Jeff’s camouflage and play some pranks on the neighborhood. We
started by finding one of Jeff’s mom’s old purses. We taped a dollar bill on
the inside and attached the purse to a fishing pole. I manned the pole on one
side of a culvert on one side of the street while Jeff, Ryan and Ian ran the
video camera on the opposite side. When people would stop to retrieve the
purse, I would jump out of the bushes and yell, “Aye, got me a Marlin!” We
pissed off several people but we could care less. To this day, that memory is
vivid in my mind.
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