Tuesday, March 20, 2007

A bloody nose and tears

When I was a boy in small town Iowa, I got into a fight with my best friend and gave him a bloody nose. It was the first time I ever gave someone a bloody nose. I cried. Our friends wondered why I was crying, for I had won. I’m still proud of that. Crying that is.

3 Comments:

At 10:09 AM, Blogger Anvilcloud said...

Odd the memories that surface and when they do.

 
At 10:10 AM, Blogger Anvilcloud said...

Which caused me to remember hitting a kid in the face and then running away. I wasn't afraid and could have taken him, but I didn't want to do it.

 
At 11:09 AM, Blogger Lynn said...

Anvilcloud,

I have no idea what prompted that reflection. Very strange.

 

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