"You can run from the disappointments your
trying to forget; but it's only when you em-
brace your past that you truly move forward."
"TRASHIES"
Now when I was young, fruit seem to be growing everywhere in neighborhoods, and that was a good thing....something to munch on before dinner, or after.
Not only that...IT WAS GREAT! Green apple, cherry, peaches,and blackberry trees; and rhubarb, (that we would douse with salt), just waiting for the pick'in!
And---one in particular cherry tree(s), belonging to a woman we fictitiously named, "Trashie."
She had the best cherry trees in town! So good! So ripe, so juicy and so big!!!
She must have had at least a dozen of those red ruby trees, just behind my backyard and to the east. But... she was very, very protective of them.
So, we had to "Raid" Trashie's little orchard under her protest every time. It was exciting, stressful and brazen!
For this "brazen attack raid" I would call out my cohorts, my cousins of course and a couple of friends, to gather at the large parking lot, that incidentally was on the same block I lived on.
This parking area was divided and made into two very large lots; one belonging to the VFW and the other, a large church that was actually fused to another.
Now Trashie's cherry trees were right next to these lots as was her house, and from my backyard just "kitty corner" to her backyard, I could see her trees.
But when we would "attack from that direction she had a bigger, better view of us entering her territory so......
To make this a successful invasion we had to attacked from the parking lot because for one, there were cars in the lot making it less conspicuous as we could hide between and behind cars.
So we put our plan to work and we went on our clandestine heist. Our mission was to ransack and conquer; then to and enjoy the spoils of our brazen pillage, the RIPE and RED cherry trees!
As we got closer we all took heed and watched very carefully at her back porch window. This is where she would spy us out. So stealthily and frantically we went into her orchard of the edible red rubies... a pirates treasure indeed!
Two of us were usually were assigned to climb the trees, pinch off branches and drop them down for the others to collect.
The operation would go smoothly for 5 minutes or so, THEN..."YOU KIDS GET OUT OF MY TREES OR ELSE I'M GONNA CALL THE POLICE!!!
We would usually ignore her for a couple of minutes, as we were wildly trying to get as much as we could before she actually came out or threaten us with her "so called gun as well.
THEN when she DID come OUT, we would jump outta the trees, running and laughing, and dragging along branches of our sweet bounty!
We ran until we found a safe place well hidden away from anyone else because we knew our parents would be angry if they found out we were stealing Trashie's cherries.
Nevertheless, it was well worth the risk to savor the juicy, dark red cherries. A perfect afternoon snack! Rich and sweet with such a invoking favor. HMMMMMMM!!!.....and to paraphrase Greek mythology: "Food fit for the gods!"
AND TRASHIE'S CHERRIES WERE!!!
No synthetics, transgenic, GMO's. Just home grown from the
USA!
And that's the truth! PPPPHHH!
And so it was.
~LJLS
Next of part 2: "The Ouija Board"
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