The older I get the more I understand longing for the "Good Ole Days" even if they weren't all that good!
I miss the smell of wisteria blooming and the giant bumble bees buzzing around.
I miss Iva's cooking, especially her Tamale Pie. Why cant I get the recipe to taste like hers?
I miss Clodia's Okie Chocolate Chip Cookies. The stale smell of Al Heman's cigar. My Uncle Morrie's pipe, BLT's at 2am with Aunt Bobbie.
I miss the smell of VO5 blue on my Dad's pillow. And I will always miss the ranch. the smell of cows and horses, hay and manure. They were the backbone of my youth. I miss the cattle.
I miss my youth...
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