"I am from..."handout

I am from landscape painting, from colander and zip drive.
I am from the aspen ridge ranch.
I am from the roses.
The sunset maple whose long gone limbs I remember as if they were my own.
I;m from cooking together and corny sense of humor, from Dan and David and Matt.
I'm from wordsmithing and staying at the ocean cabin and from elf clues on Christmas gifts.
I'm from eating dirty tomatoes and asking for salt afterwards
and now I lay me down to sleep.
I;m from summer bar b ques.
I'm from Downers Grove and the Impetuous Irish and peanut butter balls.
From my Mom loosing her underwear as she walked across a busy street in Chicago because she was pregnant and her undies slid below her belly. she simply walked out of them and kept going. From scattered boxes and loving, cherished scrapbooks.