I did have to give up my pony; my kitten had already run away; and we were somewhat reunited with our Border Collie, Fuzzy. While we still lived in town, Fuzzy took a real liking to an elderly couple who lived across the street. They would feed her and let her in the house. She would spend more time with them than with us, so when we moved to the farm, Mom talked us into letting the Morelands keep her as they had really become attached...Okay..trade a pony for dog! Sounded good!
Being only seven, I was pretty flexible..ready for another adventure...I quickly became acquainted with the kids in our neighborhood and I could walk to school! We were often "tardy" to school when we lived in the country. My family, especially my mom, was notoriously late where ever we went...school, church, etc.. So my teacher was delighted that I would be so close to school and not be late again! Wrong!! I was still late...I somehow could take a LONG time walking that block. Not that I didn't like school, but there was so much to see on the way! Puddles, rocks, trees, birds....!
And there was "Uncle" Jack's store...Uncle Jack was a tiny little old man who lived in a little house across the street from the school. In his front room, he ran the mini equivalent of a 7/11 without the gas pumps. He sold soda pop, penny candy, chips, etc. And he had the most marvelous miniature stone village in his back yard!! It was his hobby to create these miniature buildings...I thought they were just magical!! So whenever I could get away with it, I would have to go over there to see the fairy land he had created!
|Miniature stone village|