GROWING UP AMERICAN: A Collection of Childhood Tales by Liddle-Beem Paula

Author:Liddle-Beem, Paula [Liddle-Beem, Paula]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-04-06T16:00:00+00:00

Boots on the Ground

I remember, as if it were only yesterday, the first time I met Brian. I was at Mahaffey and had just finished my morning routine of washing my hair in freezing water, then drying it while I ate breakfast and finally getting ready for the first service of the day at the Youth Tab (the place where all the services for the young took place). It was still early, and I decided to walk around the quiet grounds, down to the bridge that led across the gully and over to the trail that came out at the youth tab. I had just minced my way across the grassy camper lot and over the gravel road past the Main Tabernacle and headed for one of our favorite hangouts the bell tower. I was thinking about the strange dream I had had the night before tucked up in my top bunk in the trailer. It had been strange and as much as I tried to remember it all I could picture in my mind’s eye was a pair of cowboy boots. They were strange boots unlike anything I’d ever seen before. The upper part was black or dark blue with gold stitching, and the bottom was odd, bumpy grained leather.

As I walked along the path, past the water fountain, and post office and came abreast of the bell tower I glanced up to see who might be there only to be confronted by the exact boots I had seen in my dream. I paused only a second then turned and walked over to the young man sitting on the three sided bench, blue and gray boots crossed over each other, and introduced myself. Brian and I quickly became good friends and it was not uncommon for many years to come for him to drive over the mountain from Saint Mary’s to come and hang out with my family and I in Clearfield. He drove a late model white Chevy pickup and every time I hear the song “My old Yellow Car” I still imagine that truck bumping over the back roads of the Caledonia pike, or slushing through the muck on the mountain just for the fun of it. I guess some friendships are just meant to be.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.