Do you remember a beautiful summer day when we were in your bedroom listening to an afternoon Pirates game? We were keeping score on homemade scorecards. Your Mom came in and was not very pleased with how we were occupying our time. She immediately chased us outdoors to do something more productive.
I remember playing baseball in your backyard to the point where the bases were worn down dirt spots. The left field line was marked by those small trees over the hill towards Cummings (where Joanne and the girls would play) . Seems like we outgrew hardball and were only allowed to play wiffle ball at some point.
There was a very large rope swing from a tall tree in the back of Putzie's property. I guess for George Putzie and the older kids. You were swinging on it and dropped something. I can't remember what - a pocket knife? There were three of us looking all over the grass for it. Then you got the idea to retrace your swinging pattern and you did spot the object but lost your grip and fell hard and lay motionless. I thought you were dead. Seems like someone's mother came out to help you. Do you remember that?
What about helping Dr Aruffo build the wall in front the Aruffo/Chesley house with those huge stones from the Civil War Arsenal? They had a large garden planted behind it. Any memory of the kids up on Farmview? Kenny Hartzell or Skeeter Ridley? We played a lot of baseball and football up there at the end of the street.
I get confused a bit on the following - was it the 3rd grade that your Dad home schooled you? (of which I was so amazed that your Dad was smart enough to do that. How did he know how to do that?) And then 4th grade, you were in Israel? Was 5th grade when you were back at Central? What about 6th grade? Did you just not go because you were leaving Green Valley that year? I can not remember.
I remember us reading the Hardy Boys books and trying to write our own mysteries. And lastly, do you remember a cold spring day with winter coats on that we were playing in the creek below Hodil's field. We got our shoes and pants wet. The creek was very high in places and then you just decided to jump all the way in and start swimming around. I joined in. Crazy. We walked home soaking wet and shivering. My coat smelled like creek water.