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The basketball courts were about a block from my house growing up. My dad would come on the porch after the 10 o'clock news and whistle at us to come home. Life was great.
My mom was always at work but i knew the deal. Straight home from school to drop off the books eat and grab my bike. Straight to the park to hoop, head home at dinner time grab a plate from my grandma before my uncle and grandpa get home and eat everything. Head back out to the park hoop til my mom gets off she rolls by the park honk 3x in her little sea foam green Mitsubishi mirage i meet her back at my grandparents soon as the game finishes if im on the court. Meet her at the grandparents we go home i do a little homework maybe but usually just music or sports center til i knock out and do it all over again for the next 10 years then life slapped the **** out of me 😂😢
 
The basketball courts were about a block from my house growing up. My dad would come on the porch after the 10 o'clock news and whistle at us to come home. Life was great.
Grade school? Had to be home before 7. High-school? Do your own thing. Can do sleepovers as long as you call. Most occasions, I'm the one inviting someone over. Guess that carried thru college inviting people over in my dorm.
 
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