If I were to relive my childhood I would be afraid I might accidentally alter my future and not have the children and wife I have today. However, I think I am looking to deep on this question---so...in the context of what I think is meant here let me say that there are certain moments of my childhood I would love to live over. For example:
Easter vacation and the Summer of 1974. For some reason it was just magical. I would love to relive the two vacations my family took to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina that year. I have fairly clear memories of them---so I often relive them in my memories. In some ways it feels like only yesterday that it was 1974 when I was 9 years old and I took my first ride on what became my favorite roller coaster the Swamp Fox---a roller coaster that I later helped get ranked in the top 10 wooden roller coasters and helped save from the wrecking ball.
Vacation 1976 out West. I rode roller coasters, went to Mexico, marveled at the Grand Canyon and Carlsbad Caverns, and was mesmerized by the lights of Las Vegas.
Myrtle Beach 1977 at the opening of the Wild Rapids Water Slide. This was a very wild water slide park (3 slides) that I rode many times throughout the years until Hurricane Hugo damaged it in the late 1980s and it was rebuilt differently. Something odd happened when I was there in 1977. I was 12 years old and although I liked being left alone, there was a guy there around my age that I befriended that day. We rode the water slides for a long time. He was from Pittsburgh I think. I have always wondered where he is today. Being more or less of a loner, I have often thought back to that day and how I came out of my shell a bit and made a friend---for one day. But don't feel sorry for me---I later rode that same water slide in 1983 with a girl that I later married---and we are still married
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I would love to go back to my childhood and relive the visits to my grandparents' house and woods. I want to eat one of those Sunday dinners again that included turnips, turnip juice, and cornbread. I want to eat my grandmother's homemade meatballs with gravy again. I crave my grandmother's homemade chili and hamburgers on cold winter evenings. I want to once again be taken deep into the woods by my grandfather so that I could explore the caves on the property---wow those were magical---and I want to once again believe his story that a bear lived in Ice Cave near where the bats hung out. I want to feel their hugs and kisses again---not the bats and the bear, but my grandparents' hugs and kisses. I would love to experience a magical Christmas with them again when the gifts were piled high around the tree---but the best gift was having such a loving family around me.
There are many more times I would love to relive. But I do relive them in my mind many nights when the house is quiet. And it's amazing how vivid the memories are---sometimes I feel like they were only yesterday.
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