Posts Tagged ‘brotherly love’

Those were the days

For a while now, I’ve felt a series of posts coming on chronicling some of my adventures growing up in Kosciusko, Mississippi. My old friend, Alyson, who I feel I know better now via Facebook than I did in the 6 years we were in school together, posted some of her (mis)adventures a few minutes ago and got my creative juices flowing. There are some of you out there who may read these entries and get a chuckle out of the things I remember. Melissa Green Myers, you know who you are…

Let’s start with one of my earliest memories. My family lived on Fairground Street when I was born, but we soon moved to Hwy 35 Bypass, one of the major highways (well, as major as they get) running through Kosciusko. My babysitter, Melissa, lived on the street behind us, a chain link fence separating our two yards. One night she was babysitting, and I somehow managed to lock us *in* the bathroom while I was taking a bath, with my older brother on the outside. I couldn’t have been any older than 4 – I was probably 3. Why in hell we had a bathroom door that was possible to lock from the outside is beyond me. Clay had to climb over the fence in the backyard to go get Melissa’s daddy, who somehow managed to get us out.

Several years later Melissa was again babysitting me and Clay. We had moved by this time and lived on East Jefferson. Clay and I used to fight like cats and dogs, and this night was no exception. He did something to me and I swung a pillow at him, hitting him in the eye. He had to go to the ER. Clay swears to this day I hit him with a coat hanger, but even at that age I wasn’t that demonic! I don’t know if this was the same night or not, but while Melissa was babysitting, Clay put cat food in my cereal and didn’t tell me until *after* I ate the entire bowl. He has never let me live that one down. Good times, good times.