the park,

I started writing in my journal when I was 31 years old and have regularly written in it for 33 years since then. I didn't start at the beginning of my life and experiences but often remembered various things and wrote them as memories. The journal is focused mostly on the last half of the time.

This picture is the park across the street from "Wyeth Street" where I lived from about 7 years old to about 13 and was a time I appreciate a lot of the memories about it. Living in an old house in an old neighborhood near a river and a park was a blessing and makes for some interesting memories. I remember a fight I had in this park and then too plenty of times with my dog running in the park. Some times playing baseball and climbing trees or at the rivers edge which ran by the park and our house.

Thought of this time today while out for a early walk with my best friend...........................