"I can remember days-- uh, when the days seem so much longer than they are now.[he paused at this thought. I could almost taste the lump from his throat swelling in mine.] I tell ya, I could climb up into this old cherry tree in front of my grandfolks home and sit there 'til the very last moment of sunset... seemed t'last an eternity-- up there."
"What'da you boys do for fun now'a'days anyhow?"
"Is that right?" "Well..."
"Oh, well, I suppose that would be quite alot of fun wouldn't it!?"
"Oh yes!! I ate a great deal of the cherries... I'd start eyeballing that old tree 'round mid June... I'd check-in on the little green cherries 'least once, twice a day and then just like heaven send they'd start to pink on one side a little bit then all over then one day they'd be a light red... that's when I'd start in at 'em!..."
"Ah, hows that?"
"Oh Why sure! I'd eat dozens of 'em ... even when they were a little green I'd have a few!"
"Gosh."
"Y'know, my Ma'd always call up for me she'd say, she's say: 'Don't eat to many of the pink ones babe 'er you're gonna get a stomach ache' Course I wouldn't listen to her! I'd just sample a few more to be certain."
"Ya, ya... she'd haggle me down some how promising me ice cream 'er somethin'"
"But on these long days I mentioned, boy I'd walk out to that tree and put my hand on one of the trunks of the Y and look up and them cherries would be so red and plump that they'd almost fall off into your hands when you just barley touched at 'em! The whole ground smelled of fallen ones decaying away in this raw almost bitter-sweet sorta way. I can still remember it"
"Oh I remember allot of things"
"I remember a great deal about those days... up in that old cherry tree."
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