When you think of a street or road, what’s the first name that comes to your mind? Is it that place with your favourite shops / bars / connection points? Is it that place where you met your first love, or had the most interesting encounter in your lifetime? Or is it that place which conjures up your fondest memories?
For me it’s the place where I grew up. Long Circular Road is that place for me. It’s where I played with friends, got teased by my older brothers and sister, climbed trees picking fruit or just to get away from my pesty older siblings. It’s where I played game after game of cricket with my older brother. It’s where I had my 16th birthday party and kissed a boy for the first time. It’s where I courted my husband.
It’s where I learned the true meaning of family and friends, winning and losing. It’s where I learned about life and love.
When you think of a street or road, where do you go?
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Hmmmmm…thinking of a street makes me think of my Aunt Carol’s street where she lived. She babysat us and we would play on our bikes up and down that street. We would watch for the Schwan man to pull up on that street and the mailman to come walking down that street.
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