Once I crashed my bike.
Now I have a scar.
Once I conversed in Russian every day.
Now I fear I'm forgetting a bit of it every day.
Once I didn't like tomatoes.
Now I love them.
Once I climbed Squaw Peak with Sierra.
Now she's in New York.
Once I picked huckleberries.
Now they rest in the freezer.
Once I got a scary phone call in the night.
Now I hope to never get one again.
Once I held baby Josh.
Now he will still cuddle-bug, but he's no baby.
Once I threw an apple through a window.
Now I laugh at that me.
Once I was.
Now I am.
Soon I will be.
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