tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629027214254582676.post6912868312741753298..comments2024-02-27T03:25:32.309-05:00Comments on Bird's Yellow House: Blazes and BraveryBirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08261491077651579389noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629027214254582676.post-76749675616541205782011-05-16T15:26:10.149-04:002011-05-16T15:26:10.149-04:00I owe my life to Lori! She was such a brave soul....I owe my life to Lori! She was such a brave soul. I was sandwiched between two brave souls. The Muller's had a great swing set. Ours usually tipped if you swung higher than a grasshopper. Really!. When the dump truck dumped a new pile of sand at the Muller's, that was way cool! Or should I say "neat-to" being it was the 60s? Great blog, Sis!JMKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05185868298088506164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629027214254582676.post-59812793929379850512011-05-15T21:17:12.599-04:002011-05-15T21:17:12.599-04:00I remember the fire, what was I 2 or 3? I remembe...I remember the fire, what was I 2 or 3? I remember the small Carmel fire truck and all the men with shovels. Yes those fields were fantastic areas of wilderness to explore and battle. Remember the complex maze of paths we would create by crawling through the tall grass. How many ticks did we feed. Maybe that is where I eventually picked up my allergies. I don't remember having them then.capturedlightphotohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05185467344922520077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629027214254582676.post-55350038335630690702011-05-15T11:33:04.848-04:002011-05-15T11:33:04.848-04:00I remember field fires, too, and all the dads goin...I remember field fires, too, and all the dads going out the the edge of the field where the backyards ended and field began, some spraying with hoses and others beating the fires back with brooms!<br />kimKimhttp://imgonnatellmom.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com