Childhood detritus

My first post, and this time a simple archiving of things one is afraid of forgetting, such as Big Chief writing tablet, reminder of grade school tedium, torn newsprint, tongue-darkened graphite points, dead flies in fliptop desk (late spring), and greasy pit of stomach fear transversing corn field on walk home.

Remembering too the 1949 Ford, premiering the year after my birth, but it and later iterations still very much on the road in early and mid-fifties on toward '60.