The purpose of this blog is to provide the author, Jay Moreno, with an outlet to comment upon items of socio-political and socio-economic import in Camden County, Georgia and to generally satisfy a daily compulsion to write.
HISTORIC WATERFRONT, ST. MARYS, GA.
Boy...we are sure spoiled! I remember how happy I was when I found my red wagon under the Christmas tree. A neighbor boy showed up soon after breakfast and asked if I wanted to ride in my wagon behind his bike. He tied the handle of the wagon to the back of his two wheel bike and away we went...on a very wild ride up the street and back. Just before he delivered me back to my front yard...you guessed it...I lost my breakfast all over the bright red tin box on wheels! My Mom was horrified and made Rammey wash the wagon out...LOL
Yeah, and once you tore up the wagon, you could take the old wheels and axels, a couple of two by fours, a piece of rope, and a broomstick,and a handful of nails and make a cracker-jack, kid-powered go cart that was way more fun than the wagon.
66 y/o male, college grad. Bachelor of General Studies with minor in political science, Armstrong Atlantic State University; post-baccalaureate teacher certification program, AASU; Georgia state certified teacher: Middle Grades; Middle Grades Social Studies; Middle Grades Language Arts; Political Science (6-12); and Economics (6-12). Currently pursuing bachelor of Science in Public Administration from College of Coastal Georgia. Navy and Vietnam veteran (Hospital Corpsman, NEC 8404). Former HMC, USNR-R. Various Navy Leadership and Management schools. Disabled, and in a wheelchair since April, 2004, A/C Guillain-Barre syndrome. Eclectic interests.
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Boy...we are sure spoiled! I remember how happy I was when I found my red wagon under the Christmas tree. A neighbor boy showed up soon after breakfast and asked if I wanted to ride in my wagon behind his bike. He tied the handle of the wagon to the back of his two wheel bike and away we went...on a very wild ride up the street and back. Just before he delivered me back to my front yard...you guessed it...I lost my breakfast all over the bright red tin box on wheels! My Mom was horrified and made Rammey wash the wagon out...LOL
Yeah, and once you tore up the wagon, you could take the old wheels and axels, a couple of two by fours, a piece of rope, and a broomstick,and a handful of nails and make a cracker-jack, kid-powered go cart that was way more fun than the wagon.
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