A May Day Memory


Remembering about May 1 is from my childhood.  A neighbor, NA, would go around the neighborhood and leave baskets to other kids.  This neighbor was one of the neighborhood kids I have grown up knowing from living in Milton, Wisconsin from grade 1 through grade 8.  I remember a time when I saw her coming up the driveway with a little basket, she climbed the concrete wall to the second-floor deck and handed it to me.  That was the last May Day basket I had received from NA because that summer of 1985 my family moved to Janesville.  This memory is one I really enjoy telling from time to time.  I wonder what NA is up to today.



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I feel I am back to journaling once again.
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