Tag Archives: Memoir

Sweets

Grandma always added extra Vanilla Extract to her cake frosting. It could have been stirred by hand, but she preferred to use the old electric mixer with the heavy head that would clunk down into the mixing bowl and whir … Continue reading

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Radio Club

I met Terence in Junior High School, Ralph Waldo Emerson Junior High to be exact. I would often see him sitting on the portable stairs practicing his intimidation skills. He looked like he might be a bully, but once we … Continue reading

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Bless the Beasts and the Children

When I arrived at Westlane Auto Movies, I had two pets, a turtle and a parakeet. The turtle wandered off one day while I was at school and the parakeet suffered a fate that has made me cautious of insecticides … Continue reading

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Hobo Strip Tease

There weren’t any kids in my neighborhood except at night. They came in cars, with their parents, to see the movies. In the summer, when it took longer to get dark at Westlane Auto Movie, the cars arrived early to … Continue reading

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15 Acres of Asphalt

Westlane Auto Movie was situated between downtown Davis and West Sacramento off a strip of Interstate 80 called the Yolo Causeway. You could see the marquee from the highway. Drive-in patrons would take the Chiles Road exit and follow the … Continue reading

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