The view from a stroller

My earliest memory is my mother pushing me in a stroller up the street. It was daytime, and I can remember coming out of our yard and crossing the junction of Hawthorne and Airport Road and going up the street.

I can tell you just about where I was per foot. At that time, there was a house that was on the left-hand side that's no longer there. My dog was with us. His name was Smokey Joe Seefus and he was a black lab mix that had a bob tail, but I learned all those things later.

Posted By: Jana Bonny
Artist and Reiki Master, Silverdale, Washington