Seems you sure led an interesting life. I still make my own bread, ice cream, pasta, tomato sauce all from scratch and sometimes churn my own butter when I have the time. Lots of work in my little garden too six months of the year...
Reads, sounds great, like my own. Like Huckleberry Finn, one of my early book ideas, Snakes and Snails and Puppy Dog Tales [not a sweet children's book--they'll have to sneak to read], lies waiting on the To Do list when I'm old of those riotous times we had free from soccer moms and diligent dads.
Why you and I love the wilderness today.
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
in 1965 i was begging my parents not to have sex, as i was born into this toilet bowl world in 1966. but this is really great writing patrick. maybe 1965 was the last good year on earth and it all went to hell the day i landed??
It makes me realise that kids in the 60s in America were doing things not much different to the kids in Australia. They were great times, thank you for sharing them Patrick.
Kids of the 60s unite and write!