I just thought that I would write down a few thoughts regarding my childhood and what kind of childhood I hope Julie will have. As a child, my sister and I were always going places. Some of my fondest memories are of my grandfatherâ€™s yard with all the flowers, trees, colored rocks and paths, not to mention the swing sets or the gazebo where we had many a â€œtea partyâ€ or played cards. We also played a lot with our neighbors Shelly and Debbie, we collected flowers or made decorations for our little â€œclub houseâ€ (a space secluded in their yard, on two sides their was a fence on one side there was a shed of some kind and the other side was partially open only slightly blocked by a tree). It was a perfect place for a little â€œclubâ€. We also had our cousins to play with, Janie and Danny. They lived on a larger piece of ground and there were a lot of interesting places to hide. We often played hide and seek or threw a ball around. Dad took us a lot of places too. We went to the pool, any fairs or parks that were within driving distance, out to play putt putt golf, out to Hubers Orchard and Winery to go on horseback rides or to the petting zoo. We also tried a little badminton in our backyard, just for a little while; we werenâ€™t that fond of it. It seems like he was always available whenever and wherever we wanted to go. Now, as a working adult, I wonder how he had the time.
I always figured that I would do the same kinda things with my child, but I wonder about that sometimes. My grandfather was right up the road (he walked to our place on Sundays). Both sets of Julieâ€™s grandparents live about an hour away. We donâ€™t have any other family that is close, no cousins to play with. I donâ€™t know of anyone in our neighborhood looking to have children anytime soon. The closest public pool is in Glasgow I guess, but even so, Brent and I will both be at work during the day during the summer. Hubers Orchard and Winery is hours away. I donâ€™t even know where you go for putt putt golf around here. I guess there is the occasional fair once a yearâ€¦ I guess there is always badminton.