Part of my infancy, I have stayed nearly 4 to 5 years in Alabama. Those were literally some of the best years of my life.
From the sweet innocence of kindergarten love, a game of whiffle ball, horrid YMCA swimming lessons, and adventures. I remember it all. The good, the bad, and the ugly.
I remember the times I would go to church in my nice clothing and we would all have a picnic after that. Then there were those times I rooted for Crimson Tide not knowing why is because it was my dad's team.
Plus my dad working in medicine at UAB. The worst memory is when I would take YMCA swimming lessons and absolutely hate them. I also still think about the YMCA song. I love the times we would watch someone say the "Pledge of Allegiance" or sing the entire "Star Spangled Banner" in front of a large crowd. I also miss those times I went to the zoo as a field trip or many other places. One of my best memories are the times I spent at Valley Elementary, and the people I met. Georgia, Ruby, Rosa, Peter, etc.
These people I would never forget. I think about the times we would see the marching band, and the veterans carrying the flag across a large parade or crowd of people. I will never forget the times a fire truck would come on Christmas and some of the firemen were dressed as Santa and gave candy to the neighborhood kids. One of the best things in the summer, was me playing basketball outside and looking like a nerd. I will always hold the great pride this state had for its country, and hospitality I never saw anywhere else.
