Family
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.
Sometime during that awkward phase in adolescence where I had obtained a learner’s permit, but did not yet have “off campus lunch” at high school, I bought a “Best of Disco” CD compilation at Hastings in Wenatchee, Washington.
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.
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.