I grew up in the Swinging Sixties on a suspended wooden seat, pumping hard to kick the sky. While adults talked of riots, assassinations, and a war in Vietnam, I thought of playgrounds, Schwinn bikes, and Charles Schultz. I watched black and white episodes of Bonanza, Andy Griffith, and The Lucy Show at home despite major television companies producing them …
They say that all you really need to know, you learn in kindergarten. Well, I didn’t go to kindergarten. And since I’m a slow learner, I didn’t get the important stuff till second-grade. And there I learned that you should share everything. (Except maybe for saliva.) This was pretty apparent because Mrs. Crouch had stressed this from …
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity.” I’m speaking of course about childhood slumber parties. This was indeed the best of times. In our small town, slumber parties were usually celebrating …
I have a tendency toward the spontaneous. Now before I go further, let’s me define the term using it’s Latin root words. “Sponte”—meaning “of one’s own accord” and “neous” —meaning “the tendency to jump off or onto nearby objects”. I’ve jumped off the ledge at the mini golf course to see if my Putt Putt ball sailed through …
