This is one of my first poems I ever wrote. it’s not the best but I put it on here because there is alot of emotion behind the words.

This article talks about my childhood days with my grandparents. It seeks to portray the lessons I learned from them that shaped my life.

Everyone remember his childhood. He keeps the all events in his mind as he done during his childhood. When these childhood events move in his mind, he remember the childhood life and want to go back in this life but it is impossible for him.

Adult sibling memories.

Over the years as I have shared stories of growing up I have often been encouraged to write them down for others to enjoy. Growing up on a farm in Western Pennsylvania might not of seemed exciting at the time but as the years passed by it was amazing to look back and remember all the things that we did and still are alive today to share them with others.

Family history and childhood memories exploring a large hardware store in a farming community. That’s when I got hardware in my blood.

We cannot always determine from an early age, where we end up in life. For every train, there is destination to some new adventure we have yet to live. For every track that divides our different worlds, there is one that ultimately ties our fate and brings us home again.

Childhood memories based on the smell of burning coal.

View the thrill of a summer dive through the eyes of a child in this descriptive piece of flash fiction.

What started out as a chore to catch our gliders some food turned into a wonderful memory of simple childhood pleasures.