Friends in our neighborhood, by Rose Greene

All the neighborhood kids would gather at the Ancheta’s house to play hide and seek or tag. We had a blast. The hill we lived on was steep whether you approached it from the front or the back of our property, and I remember many times heading up the back of that hill on the way home from school with a bunch of other kids (including Olie who was always ahead of me). Many of the kids could walk straight up without stopping, but I had to stop and rest at least a couple times.

Anise weed grew really tall in our backyard, and we and our friends would jump off the porch into the anise weed over and over again. Needless to say, we smelled like anise weed and we’d have to take a bath.