tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14775685.post114369191617804834..comments2023-10-10T10:09:48.794-05:00Comments on Letting me be . . . random wondering and philosophy: My Outdoor Cousin"ME" Liz Strausshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711283307459944821noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14775685.post-1144579443652584302006-04-09T05:44:00.000-05:002006-04-09T05:44:00.000-05:00Hello Lori,How nice to wake up to hear about your ...Hello Lori,<BR/>How nice to wake up to hear about your cousins. My aunt used to do the same with her kids--threee boys and three girls. When I stayed over I'd be part of the girls' shift for sure, so much so that I thought that's what you do when there was more than one little kid. My uncle once got mad at me for leaving the bath water in the tub for that reason. <BR/><BR/>Thank you for bring that memory back to me.<BR/><BR/>Liz"ME" Liz Strausshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10711283307459944821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14775685.post-1144567097398996232006-04-09T02:18:00.000-05:002006-04-09T02:18:00.000-05:00This piece, this memory was so good to read. Like...This piece, this memory was so good to read. <BR/><BR/>Like Rain I can relate. My outdoor cousin and I used to ride horses and smoke ciggy butts in the baseball dugout, and we walked for miles together, laughing and talking.<BR/><BR/>Then I began to remember…<BR/><BR/>And one thought let to another and I found myself thinking about my “take baths together” cousins. There were a lot of us, my grandma used to stick as many as she could into the tub at one time…before the water heater ran out of hot water, cousins included. When I turned four I remember insisting that I NOT be plunked in a tub with opposite sex brothers or cousins. <BR/><BR/>I’m glad I found this piece, this memory, it’s poetically beautiful, and fun.<BR/><BR/>I have no doubt though, that in my case with the bathing, it will continue to be the last thing I would want to do, heh heh, but I loved the truth that can be found, in most cases, from this last sentence of yours. <BR/><BR/>Man oh man you are good at what you do.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13441809988487585009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14775685.post-1144277039545702712006-04-05T17:43:00.000-05:002006-04-05T17:43:00.000-05:00Hi Rain,I'm so happy that I reminded you of someon...Hi Rain,<BR/>I'm so happy that I reminded you of someone who means a lot to you. That's a really cool feeling. Thank you for telling me.<BR/>Liz"ME" Liz Strausshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10711283307459944821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14775685.post-1144276279154068272006-04-05T17:31:00.000-05:002006-04-05T17:31:00.000-05:00Oh Liz, you stir up the best memories! I have an o...Oh Liz, you stir up the best memories! I have an outdoor cousin too! Haven't heard from him in a long time. I must get in touch with him. Thanks.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13441809988487585009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14775685.post-1144258912817879852006-04-05T12:41:00.000-05:002006-04-05T12:41:00.000-05:00Doug,You always make me laugh. Have you been keepi...Doug,<BR/>You always make me laugh. Have you been keeping Ambrose on your desk again?"ME" Liz Strausshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10711283307459944821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14775685.post-1144255854490377472006-04-05T11:50:00.000-05:002006-04-05T11:50:00.000-05:00Not if you saw what else is on my desk, but thanks...Not if you saw what else is on my desk, but thanks.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13441809988487585009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14775685.post-1144247331031609202006-04-05T09:28:00.000-05:002006-04-05T09:28:00.000-05:00Hi Doug,Yep, Starved Rock is right off Route 80 an...Hi Doug,<BR/>Yep, Starved Rock is right off Route 80 and well worth a visit to the Lodge. I like it best in the fall and winter--when there aren't so many Chicago visitors.<BR/><BR/>You're welcome to take that line to your desk. I like the idea of having my writing there.<BR/>Liz"ME" Liz Strausshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10711283307459944821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14775685.post-1144247189368772292006-04-05T09:26:00.000-05:002006-04-05T09:26:00.000-05:00I want that last line on my desk. Starved Rock St...I want that last line on my desk. Starved Rock St. Park sounds familiar. Is it between Dubuque or Davenport and Chicago?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13441809988487585009noreply@blogger.com