She was 18 and we were with a crowd desperate to buy her products before they were all gone. It reminded me of a shark feeding frenzy. As fast as she could make them, they sold! We bought three, and the paint was still wet. We walked around town with them in our hands, blowing…

Proud – Embarrassed – Proud? Our house was at the end of a cup-de-sac in a super-safe neighborhood. I don’t remember how many boys there were on our street, but it was a lot (11, 13, 15?) and they all gathered in the circle and down the street to ride bikes, plus they would go…