Childhood: Flying Kites On The Beach

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

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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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