Ten Things (Not People) I Miss

As an adult, two dogs and three cats. As a kid, two dogs. And the folks two dogs after I moved out on my own.

The ones made with beef fat.

They were my favorite, because they put ketchup, mustard, and onions that tasted so much better than McDonalds or BK. I think KFC bought them out way back when.

There is one just over the NY border, but we don't go since the kid became a teen.

Pick up games were the best, adult leagues were OK.

Love the fam and the pets, but having a block of time to do what I want without having to let the dog out or the cat tooling across the keyboard would be nice.

Work is about an hour, round trip. As a teen, would take long drives to anywhere, stop along the way for a snack or meal, and head home when ready.

I worked in a supermarket stocking shelves, mostly dairy and frozen food. Pay was good for a teenager. All I had to do was stock product, rotate the dairy, and go up to bag when it was busy. And, if I brought my work home with me, that was a good thing.

We've all scattered over the years, keep in touch via social media, and get together once in a long while. Oh, to be able to go to the park and hang with the old crew...