There were wild strawberries growing behind Frandor when the Comm Tech Lab first started. I worked at the 1-screen art film theater there. My dinner was usually popcorn with real butter; and sometimes Famous Amos;) I would pick fresh Alpine-sized strawberries on my way to work; and save them for later.

I haven’t let myself walk too far away from roads since reading The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon. ;) My “nature” memories involve bugs in Kool-Aid and dirty feet. I need to make new memories.