I really like Kim's story. Sometimes my "moon memories" aren't really in the "best" category, but they stick with me for some reason anyway. When I was about eleven or twelve years old, growing-up on the east side of Salt Lake, I had a friend on the block who's mother owned a nursing home. In back, they had a flat-topped carport with a gravel roof. My friend and I would sometimes sleep-out in our sleeping bags on top of that carport, looking at the sky and talking until we drifted-off to sleep. I still remember one night in particular. It was a day or two past full moon and we had been riding our bikes around the neighborhood until laying-down around ten or eleven. The moon was well up in the east and I could see every detail around me in the moonlight. Bats from the cemetery next door were patroling for insects, easily discerned in the half-light. That night I remember waking up every couple of hours and seeing how the moon had shifted position since the last time I wakened. I remember noting how it apparently "rolled" as it crossed the sky, and how the "woman" in the moon turned into the "rabbit" by the time the moon was low in the west before dawn. There were also a few bright meteors that night so maybe it was an August moon and I saw a few Perseids. Youth is so impressionable. That's one of those memories that could have happened yesterday, it's still so crisp and clear. --- Richard Tenney <retenney@yahoo.com> wrote:
Great stories Kim and Chuck. I was just stalling with the dream/fantasy until I could think of something good. So far not much sparkin' up in the old gray matter...
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