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The tree towered over our whole backyard, or at least it seemed. We would climb it to see out across the roof tops and into the far-away yards. It is the tree I remember most growing up, if I think about trees. We called it a China Berry tree, it was really a Chinese Tallow. […]
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The large wrapped boxes were immaculate, and fully taped to carefully conceal the presents. Our hopes as boys were for things we longed for, powerful things, things of adventure and masculinity. When we opened the presents and saw the wooden butt of a Red Ryder BB gun, or the familiar yellow of the Tonka
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The young boy was sitting on his front porch early that Saturday. The neighbors began to wake up as the morning light crept over the rooftops. The warm sun felt good breaking the stronghold the winter had the last few months. The sounds of other kids on the block scrambling to the car for a
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