Susan Dennis (susandennis) wrote,
Susan Dennis


As I was walking at the strip mall today, I saw a car pull up and a little boy hop out and bolt - I mean he could not get there fast enough - for the Game Stop store while his mom drove on. He was probably 10 or 11 and I think she just went to park.

But, the look on his face. I built this whole back story about his doing chores and/or being good and finally accumulating enough money to get that one game he wanted. He finally got the amount he need last week but had to wait until Saturday morning before he could get anyone to take him to the store. Those were some long days, man.

I think I was in about 6th grade so 12 when I started really getting frustrated by no transportation. We had buses but they were hard to figure out and I took one once to the library, without asking first, and we severely discouraged from trying that gambit again. We lived in North Carolina where you had to be 16 to drive. In South Carolina, you could get a learners permit at 14. I felt like I had to wait 4 years to live. 4 years to freedom.

That little kid this morning, reminded me what a joy it is to be my own person with my own car and my own money and do what I want to do when I want to do it how I want to do it. It's been 57 years since I was 12. Thankgoodness!
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