Posted by:
Pixie Dust
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Date: September 29, 2010 08:33PM
The majority of the stories that I recall run the range from the frightening to the grotesque.
Here is one:
There were times when we were hungry when we were playing in the backyard. There was an apricot tree on the property, but we didn't dare eat any of the apricots which were ripe and falling on the ground for fear of punishment. I was hungry and asked for one. He gave me a portion of one after a discussion of not telling our parents, and I did eat.
He was afraid to eat the other portion of it even though he was very hungry. Later, we entered the house looking like we had done something terribly wrong. Neither of us said anything. All h*ll broke loose when my brother confessed to feeding me a portion of the apricot.
This is the type of story that I recall from our childhood.
I don't want to dredge up any more of these from my memory bank.
There are times when the truth is not useful, and now is that time!