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Originally Posted by kennyc
I can't really remember an age of innocence either, but certainly an age of naivety (which I still have plenty of). Grew up on a farm and from the beginning there was always an air of stress in would we make it through another year....all I wanted was out! I hated every minute of farm life and wanted to be a scientist, never felt like I fit in.....then my mother's attempt at suicide when I was a teen, the subsequent angry divorce ....sometimes I think I was never really a child.
There were good times though and now I'd love to live away from the city in a farmhouse (without the farming mind you  ). |
Now an age of naivety I can relate to. I still remember the time as a young teenager, probably around thirteen, the phone rang in a phone booth and out of curiosity I answered. It was some girl on the other end who was all hot and bothered and full of explicit sex talk. Seductively, she asked me "How much you got?" (wink-wink!). I told her about 75 cents in quarters.
Yeah, I was very naive once, and in many ways, still am.