Today’s slice is inspired by Writing With Ralph Lesson 1.
Sometimes I remember the good ole days Packing towels and sunscreen, ham sandwiches, Mikesells potato chips, and Twinkies The four of us piling into the station wagon Driving for an hour to Uncle Walter's barn Dad messing with antique boat while David and I explored years of dust and treasures hidden in the wooden structure Hooking up the Chris Craft and pulling it to the causeway Mom backing the car down, dad guiding Bubba in and driving him to the dock Mom holding the boat at the edge of the bobbing dock while we unloaded the day's supplies Dad driving the car with the trailer bouncing, dripping with water to the parking lot Starting the boat and embarking on the water Finally ready for a day on the lake I still can't imagine anything better than that.
This is so vivid! These lines in particular evoked strong images for me: “Mom holding the boat/at the edge of the bobbing dock/while we unloaded the day’s supplies/Dad driving the car with the trailer bouncing,/dripping with water to the parking lot”, but I loved the whole poem. It sounds like you have special memories of being out in the boat with your family!
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I love Ralph Fletcher! He’s a great writer and mentor. Your post took me back to childhood – I could smell the Coppertone and taste the salty chips, and the Twinkies! Gracious, it’s been forever since I had one of those. All the images are so clear. This is my favorite:
Dad messing with antique boat
while David and I explored
years of dust and treasures
hidden in the wooden structure
I so wanted to be exploring, too. Lovely work.
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Your wonderful descriptive words — bobbing, bouncing, dripping — enabled me to see your adventure so well. Very nice memory! 🙂 ~JudyK
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What great memories – and a perfectly written description of them. I so agree – “I still can’t imagine
anything better than that.”
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