Tag Archives: childhood

My Phobia

Part Two: Into the Fog It was my buddy Jeff’s birthday. His mom decided to drive five of us to a Disney double-bill ten miles away across an unlit stretch called Dairy Valley. The pizza was great (all pizza is … Continue reading

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My First Big Fork in the Road

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Have you ever wondered who you’d be if at some point you’d taken a different fork in the road? Pursued a different career. Married a different person. Chosen not to pet that baby alligator. My…

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Amateurs

Humans are, almost by definition, amateurs. Just when you start to get a handle on being a toddler, you become a kid. And just when you’re halfway proficient at being a kid, you turn into a teenager. And parenthood? Forget … Continue reading

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My Scar Stories

Let the Scarring Begin! I have an impressive collection of scars, despite the fact that I’ve never played hockey or rugby. Yes, I’m clumsy. I’m not proud of that fact, simply resigned to it. It’s been there from the start. … Continue reading

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I Was a Boy Martyr!

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Why Life Isn’t Fair, Part Two (to read Why Life Isn’t Fair, Part One, click here) In the autumn of my 4th grade year, my buddy Rory and I became obsessed with constructing miniature villages.…

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The Law of Fairness

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Why Life Isn’t Fair, Part One For the first seven years of my life we lived in Downey, California, a suburb of L.A. Most of those years are a blur. But one memory is quite…

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Grime Fighter!

Summer days. I spent half my childhood wearing a cape. Granted, my superhero outfits were made from bath towels and swimsuits (nothing this fancy). Nevertheless, I was–and continue to be–a legend in my own mind. You?

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