The Teen Years

I remember in my teen years the summer evening bonfires the neighborhood kids had, usually across the street at the David's place with several boys and Alma and Kathryn David gathered around. Perhaps they were burning an old worn-out tire, maybe roasting marshmallows, laughing and having fun. Reinette and I could never join them because around 9:00 p.m. we had to be in; no matter what. If I happened to be visiting my best girl friend, Wilma, Mother would call and I'd have to go in. I'd be terribly put out, really angry, utterly frustrated, not being able to have fun. I can understand now that Mother couldn't fall asleep with us out. No telling what might happen. Mother and Daddy got up at 5:00 or 5:30 in the morning and needed their sleep - - but I thought I needed fun. She was very firm. I would get as furious as she was firm, but she never relented.

Monteen, November 7, 1997