Havn't been on one yellow bus in a long while...the bus the bus the B'U'S..when i was five..i still remember singing that..when a Crosley car came by with a propeller on the nose.....It all started when i was five...I had the biggest tricycle..in Garden Grove CA. I don't know why i remember so much detail..at that age...."LOT'S......wasp,rabid dog,fell off the fence,ate poop,picked parsley for my mom,turned on the faucet while the sprinkler was the neighbors Hotrod......tonka trucks in kindergarden,towel for nap's,lost in the orange grove
making vroom vroom noises sitting on a tractor..when they found me..Kellog's scuba divers in the aqarium....soda powder.
Dad's 56 OLDS Rocket 88..someone stole the hubcaps...
With me and grandma and my little bro..in the Olds...yanked on the shifter and rolled down the driveway...eeeeekkkkk she screamed..all when i was five..I deserve to own a Busa now...