tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11011055.post114298133208808314..comments2023-10-11T10:27:33.779-04:00Comments on Monday Morning: How It All Felt TodayRachael Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11471819148289485322noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11011055.post-1143040160405030282006-03-22T10:09:00.000-05:002006-03-22T10:09:00.000-05:00Michael: Thank you. I don't know how much I rememb...Michael: Thank you. <BR/>I don't know how much I remember about childhood; What I remember seems colored by later experience. I remember all the things I tried to hold, but slipped away. <BR/>Fritzel was a good friend. she licked my face and curled in lap on the mornings I cried because Mom made me wear my pink polyester slacks.Rachael Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11471819148289485322noreply@blogger.com