An autobiographical account of a boyhood haunt and how it got its name.
That was quite a trip down memory lane, Ken. A beautifully told story.
Christine
This brought back memories of playing at the creek on my Grandparents farm.
Interesting story. I enjoyed reading it.
thank you for the great read. I did a lot of pretending like you posted here when I was a little girl.
Takes me back to my own childhood.
A real trip down memory creek. Lovely.
You told me once that you’d not tire of reading my Old Dirt Road tales. I feel the same way about your stories. They cause memories I haven’t thought of in years to come flooding back again. Thank you, Ken for these wonderful trips down Memory Lane.
Well presented at your best, always.
great story
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