It was the summer of 69 and I don't mean Brian Adams! August when I arrived.
Though I don't remember much 'cept that when I was five, my little sister came along. I'd hang out with dad, we'd go to watch the stock car races in Limestone, Maine. Yup, I'm a county girl!
We left when I was 7, Daytona bound. Too bad it only lasted a month, my dad couldn't stand the heat! So, back to the county, only this time a new town. It was still pretty much the same everyone knew everyone. Somehow, many were related.
Summer of 79, we planted roots in P.I. It was okay, I made some close friends. Levi's and Nike's, if I wanted my own, I had to earn my own money! I guess it was rough, having young parents. We got by.
P.I. High til my junior year. Then I had enough of that, it was time for a change. I made a big move, to Eagle Lake. 1987, Fort Kent graduate.
The end of '87, U.S. Navy looked great. That lasted over a year. Met prince charming in boot camp and got me a family. It was 1995, I found my family, was just us three. Back to Maine but not the county! 21 with two kids, we got by. I took them to watch stock car races, it's funny how things come back around.
Week 2 asks, not for autobiography, but for autobiography within a larger setting--history, pop culture, sociology, etc.
ReplyDeleteI think you're feeling your way here to give us autobiography within the setting of geography--showing the County influence. That's not really emphasized enough, but it's what the piece might have been working its way to do.