A Tribute to little 'ol Foley, AL

Oct 02, 2007 19:01

 In the light of a few rough patches and a few more "no"s thrown in my face I'll take a minute to remember where I came from and what I'm made of. I heard this song this morning about 4:30 driving in the dark to work and had to smile. When you think the time Crystal flipped her car six times out on a little gravel road and my grandmother knew I had ( Read more... )

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ladybug3 October 3 2007, 01:08:01 UTC
Those times seem so far away....

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tbubbles October 3 2007, 01:10:17 UTC
as close as any good thought (I'm only remembering the good :) )

And you were there...and you...and...oh auntie emm!

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ladybug3 October 3 2007, 05:18:37 UTC
Yeah those are the only times I try to remember too...I think that is why I rarely go back. It will never be like that again and I'd like to remember how things use to be. :)

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tbubbles October 3 2007, 11:09:21 UTC
I know what you mean. I think I make it home maybe 2 or 3 times a year at most. But we have our good memories and good friends to remember them with. Just goes to show it all meant something pretty big, we just didn't know it then. :)

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