Childhood: Flying Kites On The Beach

BY  |  Monday, Aug 18, 2014 2:00pm  |  COMMENTS (2)

All humans were at some point, or still are, children. What we remember from childhood shapes who we are and our view of the world. Baristanet contributor Arthur Kobin takes a local look at people through the lens of childhood.

“My fondest childhood memory… I guess … flying kites with my father when I was about … I must been about four years old. Cuz I’m from Guyana, British Guiana. And going out with him and flying the kites … on the beach. That’s my fondest childhood memory, bro.”

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(Montclair, Outside of Starbucks on Park Street.)

Photo: Arthur Kobin

2 Comments

  1. POSTED BY yougottalovehim  |  August 18, 2014 @ 5:10 pm

    I’m jealous . . . my childhood was consistent failure in getting kites off the ground. . . . . just didn’t have the touch . . . .

  2. POSTED BY johnqp  |  August 18, 2014 @ 8:11 pm

    Can’t wait to meander down to Brookdale Park in the not too distant future and watch all those young families with their children in tow as they excitedly go fly …..drones.

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