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Timber Town (College Writing assignment)
Timber Town
Timber Town is a place where I grew up as a kid. Its a wooden castle jungle gym for kids to play in. Many memories were created here. Its is located off a small snaking dirt road in Chelsea Michigan. Its so secluded, It's hidden from the world. An opening in the trees reveals the magic of this place. A gravel parking lot overlooking a pavilion that is littered with rugged old picnic tables. That is a place where parents get together as they overlook their kids playing in their wooden kingdom. I spent my eighth birthday in this exact place. Opened a pack of Poke'mon cards and had myself to chocolate cake then I raced away to conquer my castle. The castle is filled with obstacles, tunnels, swings and ropes. There is three towers on the north, east, and west side of the structure. I would run on the walls from tower to tower as if we were fending off an invading attack. The monkey bars beneath the east tower is where I experienced my first kiss. So nervous and twittery, The butterflies made my body take flight as if my size six light up hot wheel shoes were off the ground. Sam Logan was her name. It was eight years ago but I still remember her straight Burnett hair as she was as nervous as I was. The beauty of the event is neither of us had any Idea what were getting ourselves into. So many memories in a place makes it seem as if it has engraved itself in my heart. To the back was a train station where the younger kids played. I had a bad habit of climbing on top of the wooden station taunting the ones smaller than me to try and come get me. The red train that ran through the back of the station and wrapped around to the west tower is where my dad would take me for lunch when my parents first got divorced. I still believe there is sweet and sour that I spilled in the blue coal cart witch was third from the front of the train. I tend to visit this massive memory filled place alone in the midst of the night. I walk the towers and climb the monkey bars as if I was eight yesterday. It's always the first place I think of when I ask a girl to join me on a date. It brings much positive emotion and a hint of special magic to the situation at hand. There is something mysterious about looking at a place filled with memories and the only thing that really has much of a noticeable change is myself. Its as if the place never aged and never was built. It was here from the beginning of time, and will stay to the end of time. This is my personal place of soltitude, my very own sanctuary where I am able to feel like a child again. For as long as I retain a piece of my youth I will be the one and only ruler of the great castle of Timber Town.
