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Article: My dream lay down a dirt road.(The Home Forum)
- Article from:
- The Christian Science Monitor
- Article date:
- October 5, 2001
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Byline: Kelly Cunnane
It seems simple to me. This is how simple.
My parents, in summer, take us three kids in the car down a long dirt road. The forest presses in with thick shade and flickering glades of light, the car dust covering lightly the blueberries along the sides. Far into the woods are the people we are visiting in their cabin on a broad lawn, a river singing down a slope of meadow.
"They stay out here all summer," my mother says, "without even a clock.... Wouldn't it be grand?"
I suppose this question from my mother, along with the wild river, the absence of clocks (which surely meant absence of school and bedtime), ...