Suburban Summer II (volume 2): The Neighborhood Block Party

Greetings friends, here is another weblog chapter series of "Suburban Summer" which I am composing. This particular event took place in my neighborhood, but elsewhere. You already know that I normally record events of fun which mostly happens two houses away from mine whether I can record it afar off, or I could just walk to the view and see for myself and enjoy. I am now trying to stick to my word that whatever happens in my neighborhood like fun stuff, I will make an effort to try and write about it and post it here. So without further ado, please enjoy the blog...

On June the 4th, it seemed like a typical Saturday at first. I was doing my same ol' routine. Later, I went to my neighborhood corner store to buy a few things and went home for a quick second. And then I went back to do a little work for the store clerk. All I basically did was break down cardboard boxes and discard them into the dumpster. I got paid afterwards. And after I was heading elsewhere, my sister's friend wanted me to help her with the hew grill she had bought from Walmart. So I proceed to her house, she gave me the kit, and I proceed to her backyard to set it up. It took me about a half an hour to get it done. She had children with her and later at night, I was invited to her house to have s'mores with the kids. Anyway, back on the topic, I then walked around the block because I heard music playing by a live D.J. The music was playing throughout the neighborhood. And as I was walking to the place where the event took place, I saw some friends and they were happy to see me. I was offered food and drink, and a friend of mine paid for it for me. I ate inside. The people were nice. May Jesus Christ bless him. At this particular event, it was about motorcycles and riders that ride them. It was a yearly anniversary. Out side, I bought me some Italian Ice made by a good friend of mine. I stayed humble when I was present there. The people on the motorcycles were racing on that one road. I I had my phone with me, but too bad I didn't take it out of my pocket to record the commotion. I wish I did, but I didn't. But I did enjoy the view though. I didn't stay long, because I had to go my way. Maybe next year, I might squeeze in about an hour or less to enjoy the view. The event took place at the same place last year, and I even went to see what's up. I eventually walked home. As I was walking, I was enjoying my Italian Ice which my friend made.

As I was laying halfway on my bed reflecting my activities on the day, someone visited us. I had my blinds ajar. I thought it was another person, but it was actually my uncle. I was happy to see him. He kept us company until dark time. Later, I had to get my clothes ready for church the next morning.

When it was all said and done, it was a good day. As what rapper Ice Cube stated, "Today Was A Good Day!" To me, it was more than just that. Thank God! So I went to bed, and called it a a day!

Be God's!

Brother Vick!