Tag Archives: childhood

Expressing My True Self

Posted on April 13, 2021 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir Until you start school, your life revolves around your parents. They can do nothing wrong. Only later, in your teen years, do you realize they can do nothing right, and that your sagely friends and, of course, … Continue reading →

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Weird Eddie

Posted on April 6, 2021 by mitchteemley

‘Grasshopper Face’ by Boris Smokrovic (unsplash.com) My Real Memoir Eddie was different. He sort of looked Chinese, and I liked that. He also talked different, and very little. And even though he was bigger, he didn’t seem as smart as … Continue reading →

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My First Friend

Posted on March 31, 2021 by mitchteemley

Overgrown House 4 by Hoekemannen (flickr.com) My Real Memoir I spotted a weasel in the spring of my 5th year. Apart from a few orange trees and an incinerator, our back yard was boring. The trees were too young to … Continue reading →

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In Search of a Friend

Posted on March 23, 2021 by mitchteemley

Photo by Sheila Fitzgerald My Real Memoir Trees, chickens and geese. These were my friends. I loved them, but there was something of a communication barrier. The trees were great listeners, and happy to cradle me in their arms all … Continue reading →

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Attack of the Giant Spider and Other Tales from My Childhood

Posted on March 16, 2021 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir As wonderful as my babysitter’s magical garden was, it clearly wasn’t up to OSHA standards.* But then I grew up in an era when kids were expected to fall out of trees, stub their toes, fall off … Continue reading →

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Frieda’s Magical Garden

Posted on March 9, 2021 by mitchteemley

“Orange Grove” painting by Tom Brown My Real Memoir At the ripe old age of three, I began spending my days in a magical place. As previously stated, Mom and Dad were both working, and I’d been dishonorably discharged from … Continue reading →

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Cute? Don’t Let the Picture Fool You!

Posted on March 2, 2021 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir I’ve always lived in my head. And, although it’s undoubtedly in my nature to be that way, nurture also played a role. Or rather a certain lack of nurture, which is not to say that my parents … Continue reading →

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An Imaginary Life

Posted on February 23, 2021 by mitchteemley

My first home (as I remember it). My Real Memoir From the beginning, I was a daydreamer. Maybe because I spent so much time alone. I was clearly daydreaming in the womb, staring at some pretty placental pictures, when the … Continue reading →

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My Life as a “Wild Indian”

Posted on February 2, 2021 by mitchteemley

Left: The booming metropolis of Downey, California.   Right: Grandpa Teemley My Real Memoir First off, I apologize for the offensive stereotype in the title. It’s not a reference to Native Americans. It’s what my Grandpa Teemley called me almost from … Continue reading →

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An Ode to Hamburgers (sort of)

Posted on December 29, 2020 by mitchteemley

Full Stomach, Fuller Heart (an occasional series) This will be my last food memoir. Unless it isn’t. Even as I type, possibilities are appearing in the Magic 8-Ball window of my memory (Q. “Are there other foods I should write … Continue reading →

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