Memory Lane

There is a dirt road that goes along my grandparent's property. PaPaw Gene always called it The Lane. The only way to it is through the creek. All of us grandkids used to have a blast playing in the creek and in The Lane. PaPaw taught me how to ride my bike on The Lane. On nice days, after church, we would walk to MaMaw and PaPaw's house, through the creek and down The Lane.

A couple of months ago one of MaMaw's neighbors put up this sign. (Barwheel was PaPaw's nickname.)

The last time I was in Tipton, Braylon and his cousins Kayli and Kelsi (my cousin Kristy's girls) walked down The Lane and played in the creek. It sure did bring back memories.