My old neighborhood. My first "crush" lived in the house you see here at the end of the road. She was a cutie and I was hooked. I also remember spraining my ankle after jumping a nearby ditch. I was about ten at the time and showing off for the girls. More good memories than bad, though.
My old neighborhood. My first "crush" lived in the house you see here at the end of the road. She was a cutie and I was hooked. I also remember spraining my ankle after jumping a nearby ditch. I was about ten at the time and showing off for the girls. More good memories than bad, though.