My Grandparents had an old LaGrange city bus in their backyard for years. They used it as a place to store stuff. My cousins and I used it as a playground. That bus was our fort, the enemy caravan moving in to attack us, a hiding spot for games, and even a magical bus to take us anyplace we wanted to go.
Now that my Grandparents are going, it is a place to remember. I was able to visit it today and share stories about my child hood and ‘The Bus” to my two youngest. This old bus will always have a special spot in my life.
