More photos to scrap memories

This was a challenge I posted the other day at Two Peas In A Bucket

Do you ever think back to when you were a child and wish you could relive it to get more photos to scrap the memory?

Sitting here thinking back at my younget years. I've got some good memories I wish there were more photos for me scrap. Some are before I was placed into foster care and some are while living in foster care.

The earliest happy memory I wish I had pictures of is summers spent with my Grandparents. Every year when school would get out. I'd go to their home in Austin and spend a month or so with them. We would go to coffee at the local truck stop. They had a CB and would talk to friends they have whom are truck drivers. One man I remember was "Tiny Bubbles", he was a very nice man. In fact when he would always by me pancakes when we meet him for coffee when he was in town. I even talk with him from time to time over the CB.

Another fun thing that we would do while I visited my Grandparents. Is they would pick me up in their RV camper. Head off to Owatonna and stay at their friends pig farm while they were away. It was part of my job to help Grandpa make sure Sows didn't have their piglets in the big holding pens with all the others. I would help feed, and move pigs. There were a few times we would be gone and get back to see piglets running in the big pens. It was sad as some would be stomped to death. I even helped clip their teeth and clip their tails. Sure wish I had pictures of those fun times with my Grandparents.

Now on to some memories from my years of living in foster care. The first one is the very first year I lived in foster care at the age of 13. I was signed up for a 17 day YMCA camp in the Bounder Waters in Ely Minnesota. I was so scared on the very long bus ride to the main camp grounds. Not knowing a person was hard, as I was in a new place far away from home. The first couple days we stay in camp and got to know one another. Then we headed out on trail canoes to go from portage to different portage. This was for 14 days. It was alot of fun and great to see the beautiful outdoors. To see places you can only see by taking a canoe. We had something not do good happen just over half way thru the trip. As we were heading into a portage, a beaver dam sucked us into a big log sticking out. As you guessed it put a big hole in the wooden canoe. Us girls had to sit while one of our camp counselors went back to camp to get us help. It sure was a long day. It rained for a bit, once the sun came out so did the bugs. We were eaten alive. It was nice of the cook at camp to send nice hot sticky buns back for us. YUMMY. It was a fun trip thinking back.

Then moving to my last foster home. They took us girls to a nice cabin in Osakis, Minnesota. We had a great time learning to tube and Tracy learned (or should I say try) to water ski. It was so funny. We had some great times at that resort. Then a year or so later my foster parents bought a cabin not to far from there in Starbuck, Minnesota. We had tons of great times.

These are just a few I wish there were more photos to scrap and share the story with these memories. At least I can share them by telling the story