Sunday, September 2, 2012

Meg Dripping

Meg is dripping on this tank car left next to McDonalds in the bright sun. As I walked past it, strange noises were coming forth, creaking sounds like the metal was expanding. Is this a name, an acronym or something more? Along the tracks at Lewis Lumber Company, we were more into climbing aboard the idle tank and boxcars and imagining wild adventures on the tracks. We climbed to the top and ran along from one end to the other, never thinking of broken arms or legs that awaited below if we ever fell. No time for those far fetched thoughts like falling. No imaginable reasons to carry spray paint canisters. We had dreaming to do!

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  1. Now there's a great name for a band: Meg Dripping!

    Great photo and write up...... as always.

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  2. We were invincible in those days, lucky we survived to tell the tale. I wonder if Meg was a 'heart breaker'!

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  3. You were certainly quite the adventurer.

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  4. i like your stories of carefree kid days. :)

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  5. I like the effect of the dripping paint. Nice find!

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  6. Maybe Meg Ryan was there and you just missed seeing her so she left you a message.

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    1. Thanks Lowell. Just the thought that I might have missed 'Miss Yellow Curls', has me a bit depressed right now. There was this little blonde in the neighborhood who...

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  7. Ah yes, the indestructibility of kids. We never gave a thought to what would scare me to death now days.

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  8. Y'all were much the better for your dreaming, too. Great post!

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  9. Just another testatment to the 99 Lives of Birdman . . . Did you *ever* break an arm or leg?

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    1. Broke a finger once... embarrassed to say why. So, I won't.

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  10. It's a good thing your mom didn't know...

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  11. Very tidy printing with a spray can!

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  12. At first I didn't get your title. But now I do. Interesting dripping effect. Guess we'll never know about MEG.

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  13. Great story from the past. I love the way you put it in words - you are a great storyteller. Have a great Labor Day.

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  14. When I first saw your photo I read it as "MEC", or "guy" in French...we sees what we wants to see...
    Love hearing another story from your great childhood. I know a "mec" who would have loved to have done that. My story of danger: in college we used to cross the train trestle. Once a train came & one of our group had to climb up the railing. The rest ran for it & made it to the riverbank! I'd never cross one now!

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  15. In Norwegian MEG means ME.....

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