Comments on: Childhood Potpourri http://myrighteousindignation.com/2007/10/09/childhood-potpourri/ ...for woman's anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires. James 1: 19-20 Wed, 28 Mar 2012 05:34:47 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.2 By: jason parks http://myrighteousindignation.com/2007/10/09/childhood-potpourri/comment-page-1/#comment-14089 jason parks Fri, 19 Oct 2007 22:42:43 +0000 http://myrighteousindignation.com/2007/10/09/childhood-potpourri/#comment-14089 Your memories are a bit rusty Denise. Allow me to refresh your memory. It was not Jason Park who occasionally graced us with his presence. It was Albert Park. Secondly, I was the one who pulled your ankles thinking your feet would hit the ground first. Unfortunately, it was your butt. Your memories are a bit rusty Denise. Allow me to refresh your memory. It was not Jason Park who occasionally graced us with his presence. It was Albert Park.
Secondly, I was the one who pulled your ankles thinking your feet would hit the ground first. Unfortunately, it was your butt.

]]> By: MRI Webmaster http://myrighteousindignation.com/2007/10/09/childhood-potpourri/comment-page-1/#comment-14017 MRI Webmaster Sat, 13 Oct 2007 17:26:55 +0000 http://myrighteousindignation.com/2007/10/09/childhood-potpourri/#comment-14017 Yeah, I remember when Scott Martin was in Nam. I remember how big that block felt, and, incredibly, I remember I used to have the physical stamina to run around and around it. Yeah, I remember when Scott Martin was in Nam.

I remember how big that block felt, and, incredibly, I remember I used to have the physical stamina to run around and around it.

]]> By: amy http://myrighteousindignation.com/2007/10/09/childhood-potpourri/comment-page-1/#comment-14007 amy Sat, 13 Oct 2007 06:49:27 +0000 http://myrighteousindignation.com/2007/10/09/childhood-potpourri/#comment-14007 I had forgotten about that mirror until I read about it here...and a wave of memory came rushing back over me. it was neat. those days were fun, weren't they? i remember wanting to go to church in the evenings, not for the churchy part, but for the linger-longers and the epic games of tag that took place outside in the parking lots around the square block between LaReina and New St. and 3rd and 4th. also...remember the ice cream truck? i have great memories of driving to bell for some savior's sonshine performance and listening to scott tell some story he made up on the way. I had forgotten about that mirror until I read about it here…and a wave of memory came rushing back over me. it was neat. those days were fun, weren’t they? i remember wanting to go to church in the evenings, not for the churchy part, but for the linger-longers and the epic games of tag that took place outside in the parking lots around the square block between LaReina and New St. and 3rd and 4th. also…remember the ice cream truck? i have great memories of driving to bell for some savior’s sonshine performance and listening to scott tell some story he made up on the way.

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