Massive Slug (ugslug)

I remember a time, a place, a particular Fourth of July, the things that happened in that decade of war and change. I remember a house like a lot of houses, a yard like a lot of yards, on a street like a lot of other streets. I remember how hard it was growing up among people and places I loved. Most of all I remember how hard it was to leave. And the thing is, after all these years I still look back in wonder.