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A 1970s childhood

My latest post is up over at A Deeper Story. It’s about how childhood oblivion is erased by our choices. A blank slate becomes autobiography. It’s also a bit about growing up in a world without seat belts, with cigarettes. It’s called The Smoking Baby. Who was the Smoking Baby? Me.

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Icing and pickles

Yesterday was my birthday. I’m now 43, which depresses my daughter because I’m not 42. That was the age of the answer to life, the universe, everything. She was mournful as she noted it. When I told her I had re-slipped into obscurity and mediocrity, she told me to stop talking about it, I was […]

Facing the Bracing

Like most children of the 70s and 80s, my siblings and I had a subscription to Highlights for Children. It’s quite possible my mom still gets it because unsubscribing from Highlights would be like punching Mr. Rogers. It’s untouchable wholesomeness is unparalleled. Even the most hardened criminal in the state pen knows it’s better to […]