I am product of a different time. A time when there were no video games to hold our interests…our own imagination had to capture us and transport us to places unknown.
I am a product of a time when kids came home from school, completed their homework, participated in sports, took dance, OR played with the neighborhood kids…WHAT? Yes, we played! There was no pre-planned scheduled, rule following, adult planned activities.
Azalea bushes became hideouts for the cowboys and Indians. The following day, those same azaleas were a dream- land where pixies danced and played.
Elvis Presley would play on the stereo while we, the neighborhood gaggle of kids, would line up in the living room to dance to Viva Las Vegas. We were the definition of line dancing.
My life today is a direct result of the days spent dancing and playing in the azaleas. It is forever linked to the lines formed in the living room as Elvis sang and we played. It is forged in clarity because it was developed in creativity.
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