My memories

Memories

When I think of my hometown back in the day all I seem to remember is sand and friends. Brown crumbly sand that get into your eyes and make them watering, get into the throat and between the toes of bare brown feet. Kids were running everywhere at the beach, some playing in the sand around their house. I remember the shining sun  heating us it was pretty hot. Walking around was pretty sure for me to meet new people who came for a vacation and make them special in my own way and also have fun with their