Category Archives: Memory Lane

stories about my childhood

LET US NOW PRAISE CONTINUING TRADITIONS INVOLVING CHOCOLATE

We were not Catholic then but by golly, I experienced Purgatory for at least an hour every week. Continue reading

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Line drying

We used a clothesline when I was a kid. Most folks did. The wind blows for free and most back yards had a set of galvanized T-poles with thick gauged wire strung up on them. Clothes were pinned to these … Continue reading

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Summer

From time to time I run across the question, “What is your favorite time of year?” and I automatically reply, “Summer.” It’s not just that summer is a comfortable time for me, as I have a hard time dealing with … Continue reading

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The Hallucination of Days Gone By

If there’s one assumption I dislike, it’s the assumption of many from my Boomer Generation that ours was the best, most wonderful childhood time of all, when we enjoyed so many things that today’s generation does not. You’ve seen the … Continue reading

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To My Friend Lacey and to Californians everywhere

When I was a kid living in the country, there was a wildfire north of where we lived when I was around seven years old. Papa ordered us all to get something to save and go down into the cellar … Continue reading

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The School Shuffle and Survival Guide, circa 1970(s)

When I was a kid, the waning days of summer vacation brought a shiver of anticipation and dread to dance along my spine. I had X amount of days to take stock of myself in order to brace for what … Continue reading

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Small Town Tassel

It was a small town. How small was it? The year the Best Class in History graduated from high school, the town’s census hovered in the mid-600 townspeople range. There were 30 graduating seniors in that high school class. Yes, … Continue reading

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Connecting to the moment

I love me a good tire swing. We employed real tires in our swings, which in retrospect was maybe not such a good idea. Not only did you have to adjust your seating in order to keep the inner edges … Continue reading

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Sand for the castle

Christmas is a weird time for me. I knew Christmas had to do with some religious experience people expected me to know but never bothered to explain, and for some reason Santa came into play. In my child world, Santa … Continue reading

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House of the Soul

One October afternoon in 1965 my formidable paternal grandmother JoAnna, whom I knew only as Big Mama, lay down on her couch to take a nap. In one corner was a large timepiece, and on another wall hung a large … Continue reading

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