oh i remember

You have to dig a hole to China. Where do you start?
in my mother's garden, between the squash and tomatoes. i know because i tried once.
-annie huntington



I remember when Annie and Emma and I were little; after playing in the tunnel slide at the park we had this great idea we should dig a tunnel from their house to mine. Mr. Thom even told us he'd put in bright yellow plastic tubes, just like at great marsh park. For like a whole week we were digging everyday after school before we heard a "chink." it was devastating to find out that it was all in vain because there was some sort of tank right under the very spot we were digging. So we threw away that hope of someday being able to just run out the back door and scurry into our bright yellow tunnel and at the end to arrive at the howard's or huntington's back door...