I believe your childhood molds the very being your are. I remember most things about my childhood and feel for others that don't. One of my favorite memories is the first year we moved to the Hayter house and we joined the LGCA. I had just turned old enough to go by myself and even had my own card. I didn't know anyone but the boy 8 houses down whom I had known since his birth (I'm older). We would ride our bikes to the club house and swim all day. The lifeguard/instructor was awesome. His name was Dick and he was a firefighter that worked nights, so during the day he would be at the club house watching us kids swim and even join in on the fun. He would throw us in the pool, swing us like helicopters and teach us how to booty bump the dive board (a cool dive back in the day). We would play games and really no one would get out to "lay out" if you did the boys would get you wet some way.
That year I got my first boyfriend and had one of the best summers of my life. I was going into the 5th grade and starting a new school. I had just gotten a kitten from my Nonno and spent a lot of time with both my grand parents. I loved it.
I sometimes wonder what they would say about how there children turned out and their children's children. If they would be in aw on how diverse we all are. They were amazing people, with hearts of gold. I learned a lot from both and treasure the moments I had with them. I wish that my brothers had been able to know them like I had. I know that they would have been really fond of both my brothers.
In my child hood I had 2 amazing grandparents and I thank them for all that they did. Both my parents are great people and if not for their constant worry, nagging and laughter I would not have succeeded.
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