Here is the final polaroid in the 3 part series. This is picture of Riley Scruggs and my brother Price. Their faces are all over exposed and out of focus, but I still like the picture. I took this in our drive way. In the background is a recycling bin and the home of the Gatty's, a family who lived across the street from us since I was born. I used to "run away" to the Gatty's every week if not more. They would let me in and feed me oreos while I sat on their couch watching tv and playing with their smelly wiener dog. They would always ask, "Does your mom know you over here?" Of course I would always answer in the affirmative when the answer was for sure NO! I must've scared the crap out of my mom and made her feel a little embarrassed, having her son impose himself on neighbors we didn't really know that well. I loved it. I wore my blue jean jacket and felt like a BA. I was running away! YEAH! For some reason I hope every kid feels that way because its not till you do it that you realize what your missing. I always got a spanking for "running away".
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