He took me right back to a childhood memory--a similar kind of experience only:
instead of flying in the sky, I used to fly along on my horse... which happened to be a cherry tree in the back yard. But... the feeling was the same, I was free and nobody could catch me on that guy!
He has such a way with words, he really does.
I know what you mean. Those experiences where the best and I think (at least for myself) I didn't share them because they were just too real and so enjoyable. They belonged to me and a lot of what I felt when reading Boy's Life touched those memories.
Oh my Flake, what if we could hold on to those childhood lives that were so real? It would be some kind of wonderful, wouldn't it? He wrote that book very well.
I knew you would like it.