I have yet to let loose of the youngster within , methodically drawing pictures into red clay .. Breaking tiny twigs , sailing them in storm ditches after thunderstorm rains ... Climbing Live Oaks , high atop the " Crows Nest " on a Navy ship in treacherous seas , writing poems in chalk on a lonely 'Summertime street ..'
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