Monkey Pond

I have so many memories of my grandma Marie but this one was my favorite. This was my fathers mom, we lived about 15 miles from her so we became very close. When we were little we got to spend the night at her house quite often. When we spent the night we always got to go to the Monkey Pond. The Monkey Pond was a creek behind her house. We would walk down there through field it seemed like a long walk at the time but really it was just a couple blocks away. This pond was a pond that had an alligator in the water (really a tree down) and a money swinging in the tree. This is how it got its name, all those things were not obviously there but it was a place where we could go use out imagination. I wish it was so my children could experience it. The child hood memories of that pond will never be erased. Now that grandma is gone it has not been the same talking about it. I miss you Grandma Marie

Tree / alligator
Vines / monkey
Water flowing
Birds chirping
Fresh air