I am the baby of the family. The youngest of two children. I trail my brother by 3 years and 11 months allowing only enough space between us so as to not be sent home for annoying him. We are free to roam about the neighborhood as long as we don’t cross 5th street – the only road for miles with a double yellow line. But that’s fine – the candy shop is on this side of 5th anyway. The grocery store, elementary school and its playground are all in bounds. Our neighborhood was made up predominantly of boys, as … Continue reading Reflections from Childhood