Time was on the block when kids just ran wild. There weren’t no adult supervision, weren’t no curfew, weren’t no nothing ‘cept for the kids, their imaginations, and the cars. Oh yes, the cars. See, we pretended those cars were ours on the block, no matter who they really belonged to. When it was afternoon … Continue reading Time Was…
We stood under the cascading flow of water arcing up from the hijacked hydrant, a bevy of hands diverting the flow so it could rain down on us. We stood there, the boys in white briefs, the girls in multicolored panties, our improvised bathing suits because there was never enough forewarning about when it would … Continue reading The Hijacked Hydrant (Summer of ’85)
I’ll admit it. I was in love with Winnie Cooper. Every Wednesday night at eight o’clock she entered my world and refused to leave until eight thirty, a vision in bell bottoms and flowered-print shirts, with the cutest glasses I had ever seen on another human being. Yes, it hurt that she was in love … Continue reading For the Love of Winnie Cooper
Thinking back on it, I started this blog with very few expectations. In fact, the primary reason was just so that I could force myself to write every day. I feel so much better mentally and emotionally when I can write on a daily basis, and I have accomplished that goal so far. Since November … Continue reading The Elusive Post #400
I distinctly remember the first day of kindergarten, getting introduced to all the new faces, learning where the monkey bars were, seeing all the bigger kids in the halls and being intimidated. I wore a brand new striped shirt with khaki pants rolled up into a cuff at home by my mom just that morning. … Continue reading Memory Half Full
I remember laundry days. They almost always happened on Sundays in the morning, while everyone else seemed to be at church, well, everyone else from our block anyway. We would head down to the laundromat on Baltimore Avenue, pushing along the little Chinese folding laundry cart full of our dirty clothes in garbage bags. I’m … Continue reading Laundry Days
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