Me, too.

Mel recounts my childhood today. Okay, its her childhood, but I needn't change even one thing to make it my story. Here's a bit:

"I had the freedom to go as far as my feet would take me within the boundary of our neighborhood. I'd wander past the houses to the undeveloped fields and forests beyond. We'd play in the waist-high grasses, trampling down areas we'd pretend were houses. Other times, we'd go down to the creek where the mud would suck at our sneakers and oftentimes, we'd go home soggy. I greeted each dog in the neighborhood as I circled my block alone. I rode my bike in endless loops around and around the block."