I can relate to that idyllic childhood! Memories of sweet, creamy, slightly grainy homemade vanilla ice cream infused with juicy fresh blueberries, melting in your mouth; riding bicycles on a concrete sidewalk in the warm summer sun, hoping the black rubber tires would dust up yesterday's hopscotch chalk; sitting in the lush green grass chewing on the base a freshly selected stem of St. Augustine...yes, my friend, those were our innocent good old days!
When Frank McCourt was asked how to be a good writer, he said, “Have you suffered?” But then, he was Irish. In the good old days the Fort Worth Star-Telegram sponsored interviews of well-known writers free and open to the public.
I can relate to that idyllic childhood! Memories of sweet, creamy, slightly grainy homemade vanilla ice cream infused with juicy fresh blueberries, melting in your mouth; riding bicycles on a concrete sidewalk in the warm summer sun, hoping the black rubber tires would dust up yesterday's hopscotch chalk; sitting in the lush green grass chewing on the base a freshly selected stem of St. Augustine...yes, my friend, those were our innocent good old days!
Homemade ice cream cures many ills, especially with blueberries. Bring back the innocent good old days.
When Frank McCourt was asked how to be a good writer, he said, “Have you suffered?” But then, he was Irish. In the good old days the Fort Worth Star-Telegram sponsored interviews of well-known writers free and open to the public.
The Irish know suffering. I missed out on the Star-Telegram writer interviews. Sounds like they were worthwhile.