1. Place of Memories
... see myself shining dad's Sunday shoes or sharpening his knife there on the bedroom floor that dad and I replaced. I reach back and feel my rear end and think of all the whippings that I got in that room. I can close my eyes and hear my dad working on the pump outside on one frozen Christmas morning. My bedroom was ... those cold winter nights when I was a child. It was my job to bring in enough firewood to keep the wood stove going all night since it was the only source of heat we had. I remember my dad coming to my room and saying, "Boy you better get-out there and get more wood before ...
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