Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 3, 2019

Talking with a Boy in the Woods

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My boy and I took a walk one day far into the forest. With every step, people-generated noise like voices and cars was confronted then swall...
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Sunday, August 12, 2018

My Smart TV

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I am a baby boomer, and as such, hold dear memories of when watching television did not require a certification in electronics.  When I gr...
Saturday, September 23, 2017

Rabbit Ears

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When I grew up in the sixties and seventies, we had about seven television channels, and switching around within them was a breeze. Today, T...
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Sunday, February 12, 2017

Treats

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I have a history of eating dog treats, and I never seemed to find them; they seemed to find me.  Image: Teece Aronin When I was about t...
Sunday, September 4, 2016

Chimes

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Aunt Ki had chimes. Doorbell chimes. L ong, tubular, brass doorbell chimes - three of them. They hung in an intriguing little wall niche whe...
Saturday, October 25, 2014

Scary, But Not Very

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When I was growing up, my favorite thing about television was a creepy genus of quasi-humanity known as horror movie hosts. They roamed airw...
Monday, September 8, 2014

Baby Boom

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I nearly met my end twice by the time I was four, each time as the result of an explosion.  Me no doubt asking a firefighter to help me ...
Tuesday, May 6, 2014

A Perfectly Beautiful Son

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Mother's Day will be here soon, so I thought I'd reach way down deep in the memory drawer and pull something out that I wrote years ...