Hi Naybuh!
Prose Potlatch Challenge-Home Sweet Home19 total reviews
Comment from Gypsy Blue Rose
Well. hello, Michael. Good to see you again LOL I am so glad I am not the only person in the world that calls you Michael instead of Mikey.
I miss you. I miss your reviews, you always knew how to crack me up laughing. I miss my gypsy titles too. But mostly, I miss you, my friend.
You did an awesome job with your potlatch challenge. I felt I went back in time and took a pick in your hometown.
It was the same thing for me. One time I went to my friend's house in the morning and I stayed there the whole day and part of the night. When I went back home, close to bedtime, my parents were scared out of their minds.
It was safe to play outside, the same way you did, but I was only 5-years-old at the time. My mama and papa had a search and rescue party looking for me. I didn't understand what was the big deal.
Good job, sweetie pie,
luv ya
gypsy
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Well. hello, Michael. Good to see you again LOL I am so glad I am not the only person in the world that calls you Michael instead of Mikey.
I miss you. I miss your reviews, you always knew how to crack me up laughing. I miss my gypsy titles too. But mostly, I miss you, my friend.
You did an awesome job with your potlatch challenge. I felt I went back in time and took a pick in your hometown.
It was the same thing for me. One time I went to my friend's house in the morning and I stayed there the whole day and part of the night. When I went back home, close to bedtime, my parents were scared out of their minds.
It was safe to play outside, the same way you did, but I was only 5-years-old at the time. My mama and papa had a search and rescue party looking for me. I didn't understand what was the big deal.
Good job, sweetie pie,
luv ya
gypsy
Comment Written 26-Oct-2016
Comment from ~Dovey
Hi Naybah! :)
I really liked the way you inserted the speech patterns into this piece, Mikey. It gives the reader a sense of really being there with you on a walk down memory lane. We don't often stop to think about any cities or towns in Cali being "small towns" per se, even though my husband has relatives that have lived in a few of the smaller towns there, like Modesto, Turlock, and Fresno, for example
I always appreciate setting in a story and feel it is a huge element. Along with this you have allowed us to meet the people and given your home town character, as well as a sense of place. Good stuff here!
Thanks for sharing.
Kim
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Hi Naybah! :)
I really liked the way you inserted the speech patterns into this piece, Mikey. It gives the reader a sense of really being there with you on a walk down memory lane. We don't often stop to think about any cities or towns in Cali being "small towns" per se, even though my husband has relatives that have lived in a few of the smaller towns there, like Modesto, Turlock, and Fresno, for example
I always appreciate setting in a story and feel it is a huge element. Along with this you have allowed us to meet the people and given your home town character, as well as a sense of place. Good stuff here!
Thanks for sharing.
Kim
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
Comment from Ric Myworld
I'm sure many of those who read your story will be touched, as I was, with the similarities our young lives shared. What happened to the simple things, all but forgotten by us few. People run in circles, in such a hurry that they never find the time for the good things. Unhappy, and looking in all the wrong places for, something, anything that will fill the void. If we could only go back. But unfortunately, we can't. There are no do-overs in life. Just head-long travels, into whatever comes next. And the repercussions that follow. Thanks for sharing another of your fine reads. Great job. :-)
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I'm sure many of those who read your story will be touched, as I was, with the similarities our young lives shared. What happened to the simple things, all but forgotten by us few. People run in circles, in such a hurry that they never find the time for the good things. Unhappy, and looking in all the wrong places for, something, anything that will fill the void. If we could only go back. But unfortunately, we can't. There are no do-overs in life. Just head-long travels, into whatever comes next. And the repercussions that follow. Thanks for sharing another of your fine reads. Great job. :-)
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
Comment from sandy montgomery
I thoroughly enjoyed this memior. It was great to travel back in time with you. Your description was very well done. I enjoyed running the streets with you. Nice job.
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I thoroughly enjoyed this memior. It was great to travel back in time with you. Your description was very well done. I enjoyed running the streets with you. Nice job.
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
Comment from Pantygynt
Interesting and amusing as well as being educational. Apart from the obvious national icons and the accent (try as I might I simply cannot enunciate "orange" as a single syllable) this could have been written in my country. The question that always springs to mind when I read about the good old days, when people kept open house, and kids played on the streets in safety, is why?
Why did those kids who played in safety turn into the pedophiles and burglars of today?
This was an enjoyable read.
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Interesting and amusing as well as being educational. Apart from the obvious national icons and the accent (try as I might I simply cannot enunciate "orange" as a single syllable) this could have been written in my country. The question that always springs to mind when I read about the good old days, when people kept open house, and kids played on the streets in safety, is why?
Why did those kids who played in safety turn into the pedophiles and burglars of today?
This was an enjoyable read.
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
Comment from LIJ Red
Once again I feel the pang of humanity losing control of itself,
and faith in itself. The sparsely populated hills where I grew up were as safe as an empty, sunlit meadow. Now this semi isolation is a haven for
fugitives and meth labs. Excellent description of a lost world!
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Once again I feel the pang of humanity losing control of itself,
and faith in itself. The sparsely populated hills where I grew up were as safe as an empty, sunlit meadow. Now this semi isolation is a haven for
fugitives and meth labs. Excellent description of a lost world!
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
A very well-written memoir. You are so right it was the best years, no one feared their lives when thy go anywhere. Children were not seen in the holidays after breakfast until dinner. Everyone returns home safely from wherever they were.
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A very well-written memoir. You are so right it was the best years, no one feared their lives when thy go anywhere. Children were not seen in the holidays after breakfast until dinner. Everyone returns home safely from wherever they were.
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
Comment from Pearl Edwards
Took me a few of your Hi Naybah's to realise what I was reading LOL (I'm slow). It's sad isn't it that what we all could do world wide in the '50's & 60's is a no-no for following generations. I've really enjoyed the last two weeks of memoirs mikey, both from my memories and reading everyone's. Enjoyed,
cheers,
valda
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Took me a few of your Hi Naybah's to realise what I was reading LOL (I'm slow). It's sad isn't it that what we all could do world wide in the '50's & 60's is a no-no for following generations. I've really enjoyed the last two weeks of memoirs mikey, both from my memories and reading everyone's. Enjoyed,
cheers,
valda
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
Comment from Nika2016
Well...Mike..I grew up not far from you with the same home town atmosphere. We shopped in Alhambra. Small world huh?
We ran our neighborhood and adults were clueless about whereabouts...until sundown...more rural then...
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Well...Mike..I grew up not far from you with the same home town atmosphere. We shopped in Alhambra. Small world huh?
We ran our neighborhood and adults were clueless about whereabouts...until sundown...more rural then...
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
Comment from ciliverde
Corny is okay, as far as I'm concerned. I like the feel of that "Hi Naybuh"...we need more of that. I guess I'd better take a look at this prose Potlatch topic, since I've been in my hometown for the past 8 days...it's on my mind. I enjoyed this, Mikey, and I do remember those days of free reign myself. We were fine! No need for excessive worry by parents...we showed up when needed (usually). Nice work, Carol.
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Corny is okay, as far as I'm concerned. I like the feel of that "Hi Naybuh"...we need more of that. I guess I'd better take a look at this prose Potlatch topic, since I've been in my hometown for the past 8 days...it's on my mind. I enjoyed this, Mikey, and I do remember those days of free reign myself. We were fine! No need for excessive worry by parents...we showed up when needed (usually). Nice work, Carol.
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
