How quickly the summer moves when its being filled with memories.
Last night George was excited when he brought me something home from Farmers Market. He handed me a bag with a big smile on his face.
George got his Oldman a couple small cartons of berries and a small loaf of blueberry bread. This kid is becoming a giver…. Winning.
At “electronics are off” time Hazel wanted us to watch “Pleasantville.” She told Fritz it had time travel, so he was in.
Outside of the mom masturbating in the bathtub… we picked a good family movie.
For some reason Hazel likes this movie. It’s going to be one of those movies she will watch over and over again as she grows up.
It will be her “Brian Song.”
Sitting on the couch with your parents is a great memory to make. I have great memories of watching “Roots” with my mom. She was busy explaining to me American history that week in the winter of 1977.
My dad and I watched “Coolhand Luke” on a rainy night eating loose leaf hamburger. My Oldman always made a great batch of what he called an “Iowa Thing.”
Still plenty of time to make Summer of ‘22 memories.
If you’re looking for yesterday’s chalkboard you’ll need to go straight to my blog… it touched on racism in my gruff approach. A couple of my soul brother friends told me if they didn’t know me I was stepping over a line few can take.
Sometimes I think just because I watched “Good Times” and “SoulTrain” as a kid I have this whole race thing nailed… nobody does.
GoldBond up again today….
