We Had A Shop...
we had a card shop...
just the garage and some tables,
some nice wall displays,
some plexiglass and wood
and lots of cards -
baseball, football, basketball, hocky,
and pictures, autographs,
memorabilia, books and magazines
and chairs and boxes upon boxes of cards...
and we had fun.
wasn't anything fancy,
but it was a center point,
for a while,
and it was fun.
didn't get very far,
but it held the promise and the dream,
and it was fun to dream back then...
for a garage made over into a small store
it was actually a bit impressive.
now it's just a garage once more,
full of old stuff, stored there,
not even room for a car...
but once in a while I stand in the door
and look into the garage
and I see how it was...
and I miss that.
because the way it was,
was comforting. it was fun.
god, how it was fun.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Luke Mudge (188.8.131.52) -- Tuesday, February 12 2008, 02:06 pm|
yes it was,, i still look back at the pictures and memories of the store and remember the best days of my life. because of this ill make sure my children have the same exact thing someday, was by far a relaxing time in my life. wish i could do it all over again, open up a place just for fun and not worry about selling anything until im good and ready
|Luke Mudge (184.108.40.206) -- Wednesday, January 13 2010, 02:56 pm|
Coffee, Sun, Warmth, pages of the price guides, smell of the garage, smell of the summer, memories of my childhood, bring me back to this shop, nothing fancy but perfection in my mind, especially when we opened up, early morning fog on a summer morning, garage door opens and here we go, it was fun, a lot of fun
|Luke Mudge (220.127.116.11) -- Tuesday, May 3 2016, 09:22 pm|
Cold cement floor on my bare feet.. untill I reached that green rug..
The plastic smell as we turned each page in those books of cards..and sleeves as we inserted cards into them..
Fresh air. The radio in 1995.. before phones before internet..before living in fast forward. .
How I look back and relive those memories. .
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