Sometimes I can't remember what I came into the kitchen for, but I remember this certain day in January 1968. It's one of those indelible moments forever etched in memory. My brother, and I share our birthday and I remember wanting a gun, just something simple. I wanted to be able to play cowboys and indians with the neighbor boys.
This was our birth day.
I remember opening the birthday present.
Not a gun....but a gun and holster and cowboy hat and boots. YEEEE HAW..
My parents out- did themselves.
Then the strange family next door brought over a gift. Frilly pink underwear- type things with poodles on them and very girly.
What I remember most that day was how happy I was with something so simple.
Happiness is indelible.
Whatever I've been through in life, I know how to be happy.
And it always comes back to something so simple.