I’ll forever remember Fathers Day weekend 2014 as my first experience as a bridesmaid (or, bridal attendant, as I was referenced in the program). The groom was a guy I met in the mid-1980s while in elementary school. The bride was a girl I met in 9th grade who has […]
my childhood
Someday the mountain might get ’em, but the law never will
Know what the best part of Friday night was when you were a kid? This: Know what the best part of whenever-the-heck-I-want-it-to-be is? This: Because I don’t have to wait for Friday night any more. I can use our roku box and stream, via Amazon Prime, vintage “Dukes of Hazzard” […]
The conclusion of “Almost”
My little brother and I were shooting baskets in the driveway on Sunday afternoon when the rust colored sedan with screws down the side slowly drove by our house–two days after it had pulled into our driveway after dark on Friday night. My dad was in the garage doing something […]
Its Return (continuation of “Almost”)
It had been dark at least an hour when the doorbell rang. I should have been asleep, but it was a Friday night, and Y107 was playing requests. My Sony jambox was just low enough that my parents couldn’t hear it over “Dallas,” and I had a blank cassette poised […]
Almost
A long time ago–in the mid 1980s–we’d sometimes walk far enough from our house that our parents could not see us. Sometimes, it’d be after dark, and we never had cell phones with us, because none of us knew what a cell phone was, but I think some of us […]