the eugene bean

*I remember the drive in the big Trouard Van
*I remember running barefoot through the house playing tag
*I remember digging through t-shirts and tiny shorts to find something to cover up my bathing suit
*I remember bathing in a tub full of sand, no matter how much we rinsed off outside
*I remember wading in knee deep water, hundreds of yards off the coast
*I remember digging deep for the sticky, black mud and rubbing it on my arms
*I remember sand castles
*I remember exploring the woods, discovering mysteries
*I remember sun burns that turned my skin a dark, deep brown
*I remember the grown ups being as carefree as us kids
*I remember the warmth
*I remember Bay St. Louis, Mississippi