Monthly Archives: April 2013

There Were Three Trees In the Backyard

There were three trees in the backyard, apricot, apple, and fig. I called the fig tree “The Elevator” because you could scoot out on a long branch and it would gently lower you to the ground. I remember demonstrating this … Continue reading

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I Never Learned to Play a Musical Instrument

I never learned to play a musical instrument. Jeannie and I would go to an old woman’s house around the corner and pound on her piano once in awhile. She would offer us old Halloween candy and let us play … Continue reading

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Uncle David Usually Had Firecrackers and Cherry Bombs

Uncle David usually had firecrackers and cherry bombs when the Fourth of July rolled around. I liked sparklers, the metal ones, but I loved the various fountains that shot colorful sparks up into the air. The higher the better. In … Continue reading

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Uncle David Wasn’t Around Much

Uncle David wasn’t around much the summer of 1969, but evidence of his interests were almost everywhere at Nana’s house. I discovered his Steppenwolf, Blood, Sweat, and Tears, The Ventures and Beach Boys albums and used the TV in his … Continue reading

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I’ve Always Been a Collector

I have always been a collector. As a child, I collected DC and Marvel comics, Beatles’ memorabilia, and paperback books filled with daily comic strips like Peanuts.  I cultivated a slightly twisted sense of humor collecting Addams Family bubble gum … Continue reading

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