Tag Archives: 1960s

Newspapers and Talking Birds

Posted on September 28, 2021 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir Dad was ambitious to a fault. Acquiring a newspaper dealership in a brand-spanking-new suburb was great (honestly, I don’t recall any more than the usual amount of spanking). But it would be some time before enough customers … Continue reading →

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The Day My World Got Bigger

Posted on September 21, 2021 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir Learn how to sign your name! Seriously! Sometime near the end of 2nd grade, I signed my first work of art using an ancient form of chirography called “cursive.” It depicts a rather short Native American boy … Continue reading →

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Confessions of an 8-Year-Old Prankster

Posted on August 31, 2021 by mitchteemley

Photo credit: The Lady My Real Memoir One of the advantages of living on a busy street (ours was the main route through the neighborhood) is that there’s a never-ending supply of drivers in need of something to liven up … Continue reading →

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The Tunnel of Doom

Posted on August 24, 2021 by mitchteemley

Source: urbexiam.com My Real Memoir When you’re eight, there are limits as to how far you’re allowed wander. In fact, “Don’t go past such-and-such street” was an annoyingly familiar refrain. And for the most part (except for that time I … Continue reading →

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If Adventure Has a Name…

Posted on August 3, 2021 by mitchteemley

Photo credits: Old Chum and The Life of Animals  My Real Memoir I was born for adventure. I know that sounds a tad over-the-top, and maybe it was just my age. But from early on all of my favorite stories … Continue reading →

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A Tale of Two BFFs

Posted on July 13, 2021 by mitchteemley

Rory-the-Dauntless (left), Jeff a.k.a. “Sunshine” (right), and me (bottom) My Real Memoir The Jeff-Effect kicked in shortly after I started 2nd Grade. At first, I didn’t know anyone at La Pluma School and barely said a word. But Jeff, nicknamed … Continue reading →

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Alone Again, Naturally

Posted on July 6, 2021 by mitchteemley

Photo by Rachael Crowe My Real Memoir For a while, as a kid, it seemed I was destined to be a loner. True, I had a goofy sense of humor and a wild imagination, but I mostly used them to … Continue reading →

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When Your World Changes

Posted on June 8, 2021 by mitchteemley

 My Real Memoir “We’ve sold our home!” Mommandad announced after sitting me down and numbing me with a hamburger and a chocolate shake. We’d walked—for the last time—to our favorite cozy little bistro just blocks away called, let me think… … Continue reading →

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Red Cars, Magical Forests, and Mom

Posted on May 11, 2021 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir It was summer and school was out, so Mom would sometimes take me to “her L.A.” There were three components to these magical mystery tours: the Red Car, vintage Los Angeles, and a wondrous cafeteria called Clifton’s. … Continue reading →

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My All-American Friend

Posted on April 27, 2021 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir Stevie was my first “normal” friendship. I put normal in quotes because it’s no longer considered appropriate. Personally, I’ve never been normal in any rational sense of the word, but Stevie was. I mean, heck, he had … Continue reading →

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