…let me stand next to your fire. Those Hendrix lyrics kept coming out of daddy’s mouth the other weekend when we went to papa Dupree’s house and had a bonfire. It was the first one I’ve been to in a long time. The last one I was at was at Tio’s and we almost had to call the fire department for that one. Fortunately, this was better managed than that one. This one, I was also old enough to participate by throwing any piece of wood and just about anything that wasn’t too heavy to lift. It made me feel manly and primal. I even found myself grunting and mesmerized by the flames – I think I devolved back to a caveman for an minute.
I had a blast and it was good family time – can’t wait to do it again. I told mommy and daddy we could do it in our backyard next time. I’ll let you know how that works out.
burn, baby, burn
strike a pose
Parksway's Blog 
Leave a Reply