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The Gravel Pit Chapter 4

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Well, after I decided to quit wearing the bra, the neighborhood guys started treating me like a
 
In that picture...look at the two trees in the center top. Just behind them about 8 or 10 feet further back is where I buried my "treasure chest." I was 12. It had a couple of coins and a crystal in it for sure....and maybe your bra! <img src="/metal/html/wink.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=";)">
Johnboy
 
maybe you CAN go home again. <img src="/metal/html/clap.gif" border=0 width=20 height=30 alt=":clap"> <img src="/metal/html/clap.gif" border=0 width=20 height=30 alt=":clap"> <img src="/metal/html/clap.gif" border=0 width=20 height=30 alt=":clap">
So real!
Thank you Linda
Wayne
 
<img src="/metal/html/glasses.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":geek:">
 
I was a very bashful boy. If I saw a girl coming down the sidewalk, I would cross to the other side. I could not help it and it was killing me.
I had a crush on a girl who was a year or two older than me, Sue Zimmerman was her name. She was a pretty blond girl and about the prettiest girl in the school.
I was about 10 or 11 at the time, I can not really remember but I sure remember the first time I worked up the nerve to speak to her. Dang, it was a turning point in my short life!!
She didn't know I existed as she was a grade or so ahead of me but that didn't make no never mind. I would watch for her walking to school, she had to walk right past my house and my young stupid heart would just get to hammering.
I had no idea what was making it happen, I certainly had no idea about sex or nothing but there was sure something about Sue that got my attention.
I had no idea how to start a conversation with a girl. I had no sisters and thought of a girl as something different, which I guess they are.
I had heard the big kids talking one time and one of them said that if you want to get a girls attention and make them like you, make them laugh. They love a feller that can make them laugh!!
I got to thinking about that and since I was always a bit of a joker, around boys that is, I figured I would use that approach. Now what to say.
Now days it is not a problem, I just talk and stuff comes out but back then I only knew boy jokes. Did girls tell jokes, I asked myself? What was funny to a girl?
Right next to the school was a Methodist Church and I knew she always cut between the Church and a little house behind it, on the way to school.
I decided it was time for me to make my move and I wanted it perfect. I got to school early and stood outside, watching for my lovely Sue to be coming behind the Church. She usually walked to school alone.
Here she came. I was as nervous as mouse in a cat house! I took a deep breath and started across the dang street. I will never forget that walk! She looked right through me!
I walked right up to her and said, "Hi, I'm Royal" She just smiled sweetly and said, Hi. Man she liked me and had been feeling the same urges I had, I was suddenly thinking.
I then thought it was the time for me to make her smile so I said, "Is your hair wet?" she looked at me sorta funny like and said, "No, why do you ask?
Now was the time to lay it on her. This always cracked them up!!
I then said, "What the hell do you piss through, a straw?"
Now I wanna tell you fellers something, that ain't now joke to be telling no sweetheart, I'm here to be telling you! Her pretty little eyes got all swolt up and she slapped the crap out of this young dang fool. She was really mad and beat the crap out of me. I did mention that I was a scrawny little kid back then, didn't I?
Man she chased me into the school and everyone was laughing. Guess they appreciated the joke more that she did, I didn't even think anyone else could hear it!!
I got away but I never, never again spoke a word to my first love, Sue Zimmerman.
I was more terrified of girls than ever after that. I didn't even date until I was nearing 17 and I alway made sure it was a little ole girl so she could not wup me.
Man I had not thought about that for many years but it sure influenced my early days..
 
I was painfully shy when I was younger too. I had an unrequited love who, to this day, never knew of my affection. I just could not get the nerve up to even speak to her <img src="/metal/html/smile.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":)"> <img src="/metal/html/smile.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":)">
all the best
M
 
In Courtenay, where I grew up, we had a pit as well. Probably nothing like your, but still a lot of good memories in that place. Swimming [there was a mudhole I guess off to one side], playing soldier, cowboys and indians, racing our bikes up and down the side.; we even had a few good rock fights back then.
all the best
M
 
I enjoyed every word!Reading your stories is always a treat!
 
smell that smell when we went inside those huts. That damp aroma of the leaves and the smelll of red clay! That picture looks like the location where our 3-room hut was. The road should be right behind the hut if thats the one. <img src="/metal/html/smile.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":)"> <img src="/metal/html/smile.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":)">
 
are right! That's the exact location. We had some good times, didn't we?
 
even had BB gun fights! It's a wonder one of us didn't lose an eye! Of course, we didn't let mother and daddy know this! <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol">
 
jsut thought you were being a wise ass, and had no clue you were trying to impress her.:lol I suppose you got better ice breakers as you matured? <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol">
 
the photos I have been sending. I went back there about four weeks ago, and took photos, and it's so strange how small it looks now! When we were kids, it looked like mountains. I'm not sure how long it will remain there, though, because things are really growing all around the land that it is on. That's the reaso why I took the photos, too.
 
hard for me to drive past the place we called home for so many years. Last year, after I sold it, and removed all the old shrubs I wanted, the man that bought it has bulldozed the whole place, and that house is just sitting there, looking so lonesome. Without the magnificent oak, spruce and pine trees, and all the beautiful flowers, it's just not the same place at all. Before too long, I hear it's going to be paved for new cars to sit on. The old man kept the house, and has it fixed up like a "getaway". The last I saw, he had cut a hole in my bedroom wall, and had a huge big screen TV there. I just have to will myself away, now. It served it's purpose. It gave us our memories, and no one can pour cement over them!
 
but Gary Carter probably dug your "treasure chest" up the minute you turned your back on him!
 
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