The Old Feed Mill

In a time when things were so simple, we use to walk by the old feed mill. Sister and brother who I really adored took me to get a soda pop, my what a time that day was. Never had tasted any soda pop, until this grand day, Strawberry was the flavor I picked, standing there drinking such a taste it had, as I looked over at the old feed mill, feeling so good about this special day in my life must have been around 1948, but the precious memory of those two being there with me, it was such a warm and tender moment. As we walked back home, could smell the odors coming from the old feed mill such a smell it produced. The old feed mill is gone now, as is the gas station where we went that special day so many years ago, but will carry those memories for all time of when we walked by the old feed mill to get my first soda pop. wrote 9-24-08 My sister Darlene and brother Darrell who were six years older than me. My Brother Darrell died on June 25, 2008 will miss him so much.