SEVENTH STREET CONTINUES (FEVER NIGHTMARES)

I just can't help myself from continuing about 7th street...This is a strange one but it has to do with what my Dad called "fever nightmares". I would be in my bed at night and wake up with this feeling that my hands were growing real big they felt like they were huge! No kidding it was the wierdest feeling and I would have other "fever nightmares.. wake up and even though I was laying in my bed it would feel like  it was gone, I would run in to  my parents room and yell"My bed is gone" lol I was such a wierd kid!! My dad was pretty sweet when I had the growing hands feeling he would hold my hands in their bed the rest of the night. one night I woke and couldn't find my dad so I went outside and syarted running around the house in circles until I smacked right into the swamp cooler and it knocked me out cold.. damn! I woke up.. I guess it was a few minutes later with the WORST headache.. I wasn't worried about my hands at that point..lol!! There's a Pink Floyd song that I so relate to called "Comfortably Numb"... in the lyrics Roger Waters says "when I ws a chid l I had a fever, my hands felt just like two balloons" That line always remind me of my growing hands!! lol!! Thanks!!

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                                    SLIPPING

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                                  NO FEAR

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                               HAUNTED FOREST

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                               THE DARK PAIR

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                             SEVENTH STREET REVISITED (THE RED TRUCK)

I remebered this time from seventh street that I had forgotten to write about so now I'm going to do it.. My dad had an old red Studebaker truck when we were kids.. what an eyesore! lol! He needed it though because he wa what he called a "Tree Surgeon" a fancy way of saying a gardener I guess.. Anyway this old truck was the bane of our existence on 7th  street..lol! It would never start in the morning when and if my dad had to go work. It would never start anytime..lol.. He would make us kids (who were trying to get ready for school) come out to the big parking lot in front of our house where he would just sit inside the truck and tell us to push it hard so he could start it! I love the way he didn't help push! LOL! We would push the old heavy beast back and forth as he would pop that clutch and it would never start unti like the 10th time we pushed that thing! By the time it did start we were so tired! Then he would ask us "Need a ride to school" Oh heck no!! We wouldn't be caught dead in that truck and if you could see it you would know why.. The old red Studebaker.. what a piece of work that thing was! It got to the point when my dad was getting ready to go somewhere we would all run off and hide.. hee hee!

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                                WEB OF DELIGHT

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                                THE LITTLE ANGEL

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                                BEAUTY AND GRACE

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