Continuing the song cycle series, this time from where everything started in Southeast D.C. where my family lived until I was almost 7 years old. Anyone else out there also play kickball as a child? Sorry for the muted vocals, it was late at night and I might re-record this. #threeofus #songcycle

It was the very first place I remember A second floor apartment Looking out the window over the park The park with the kickball field

I remember the kickball games Rolling the ball across the plate Smashing it as far as I could Usually into someone's waiting arms

The fun part, looking back Was the part that was like dodge ball Hit you with the ball to get you out Or force you out at home

There were other memories Listening to baseball games On a transistor radio Across the river at D.C. stadium

There was also that small dog Came yapping at my heels Chased me upstairs into my apartment "He's terrified of dogs," they said.

I led a tricycle charge down a hill I don't know why I did that We made friends, then we left Only to return 60 years later' And it was still there.