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like today's society. Up and down the block neighbors would be standing on the curb tending to the burning leaf mounds while white smoke bellowed up around them. The crackling sounds and the smell forewarned us winter was not far away. We had bon fires and weiner roasts and hayrack rides to look forward to in the Fall. The joy in clamoring up on that hayrack and singing songs over the sound of a tractor was yet another part of Fall. I can almost feel the crisp night air as we ambled down a country road oblivious of rest of the world while we searched for falling stars. Are kids today even interested in riding on a hayrack?

Winter truly made its entrance with the first good snow. We would build a snow fort and lob snow balls at our "enemies" from that icy palace dismissing all thoughts of how cold we actually were. Mittens stiff with little ice crystals clinging to them while we crunched our pretend "ice cream" balls. Every kid in the neighborhood had a sled and the small rise at the end of our street became a place for downhill racing. Stacking bodies three and four at a time on one sled only to careen out of control ending up in a fit of innocent laughter face down in the drifts was the norm back then.

The passing of school days eludes me as I choose only to remember the days of "freedom" from studying. Those memories of my childhood had been tucked away until today when I got caught in a summer rain. Driving home only encouraged my mind to dig deeper into my recessed past. Refusing for a short while to return to the present, I took off my shoes. left my umbrella in the car and waded in the puddles along the sidewalk in front of my house. Disregarding the watchful eyes of my neighbors the need to relive a moment in time took over my sanity. Out there in the warm summer rain looking back on my childhood I came to the realization that I miss it.

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