tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724515181471684996.post7405197870533215394..comments2023-04-03T07:13:57.404-05:00Comments on Electric Daybook: Aggies and AlleysJeff Winkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01180557351604374245noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724515181471684996.post-20146494380615574222009-07-21T23:58:30.311-05:002009-07-21T23:58:30.311-05:00I remember marbles, not shooting them but just loo...I remember marbles, not shooting them but just looking at their beautiful colors and wonderfully smooth perfection as they slipped through my fingers -- like pearls.<br /><br />I also remember playing "jacks" with little stones. Then I moved to North America from impoverished Asia and learned that "jacks" was a packet purchased at the five and dime and came with a little red ball. I played for hours...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16857947666680897313noreply@blogger.com