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Memory lane rabbit hole: photos from my childhood
I had some foresight to scan many of my childhood and family photos, before they were stolen out of my car.
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I had some foresight to scan many of my childhood and family photos, before they were stolen out of my car.
One of the few things I still have that I can treasure from my childhood are the family photos and school papers that my mother lovingly saved for decades.
As soon as I was old enough to know what a President did or what the Congress is, I have loved the whole ecosystem of American retail politics – it’s my fantasy football league.
I can still remember the first time I heard “Take A Chance On Me” by ABBA – it was so different, so interesting and unlike anything I had heard before, that I almost erupted in a cheerful enthusiasm that is the closest to a Pentecostal moment I’ve ever had before.
When I was about 9 years old, I was given a Casio keyboard for Christmas by my mom. It was your average, maybe slightly above average, amateur level keyboard, something you might buy at a electronics store as opposed to a toy store, but the kind of keyboard that is really only meant for very casual play.
Christmas is an emotionally complex time for most people – a composite of the year’s successes and failures. If things went well for you in 2021, it’s likely that you are thinking warm, toasted thoughts, maybe with a Bailey’s (nice and creamy) or eggnog, maybe watching a TV special that is a perennial reinforcement of previous good itmes, like an ugly sweater or a tree ornament that has to be placed prominently, no matter what your partner says.
Beverly Cleary died this week at – how old? 104 is a long time to be alive, longer than I could ever fathom. She could have lived to 114 or 124 as far as my mind is concerned, for she was always kind of a fixture of time immemorial.