Tag Archives: memories

The Power of Story

Posted on December 26, 2020 by mitchteemley

Guest Blog by Dora A K Dora AK affably accepted my request to write a guest blog about this site’s key idea, “the power of story to speak truth into people’s lives.” Here, she addresses not only the power of … Continue reading →

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Love and Stroganoff

Posted on December 8, 2020 by mitchteemley

Picking Kathy up before the Prom (vintage super-8 film) Full Stomach, Fuller Heart (an occasional series) How could I forget my first love? Every now and then, when I was a teenager, Dad would drive us all the way to … Continue reading →

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Cheddar Cheese and Rock ‘n’ Roll

Posted on November 17, 2020 by mitchteemley

Full Stomach, Fuller Heart (an occasional series) Marc was my first official immigrant friend. Not that he was all that “immigranty” (he was American-born). But his parents, escapees from German-occupied Poland, were wonderfully immigranty. I listened with awe to the … Continue reading →

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My First “I Love You”

Posted on July 7, 2020 by mitchteemley

Summer Memories (Part Two)  (To read Part One, click here)  I was on the “island of romance.” Alone. I grabbed a burger with some buddies and swam with the Catalina goldfish. But they weren’t as pretty as her. Her being … Continue reading →

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My Summer of Love

Posted on July 6, 2020 by mitchteemley

Summer Memories (Part One) Martha. An old-fashioned name for an old-fashioned girl. The moment I met her I admired her. She was one of three sisters. There was a “rebellious one,” a “baby-of-the-family,” and a “good one.” Martha was the … Continue reading →

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My Scar Stories

Posted on October 7, 2019 by mitchteemley

The Mother of All Calamities When I hit 13, I was old enough to go on YMCA Caravans, cross-country trips in which two leaders and a dozen barely-teen boys would pile into a van and head for parts semi-known. My … Continue reading →

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Bears!

Posted on August 30, 2019 by mitchteemley

When I think of summer, I think of bears. Nearly every summer when I was a kid we’d visit Sequoia National Park, and every visit had its bear absurdities: Like the bear that broke into a nearby camper’s Volkswagen and … Continue reading →

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The Wishing Map 81

Posted on September 6, 2017 by mitchteemley

Walking in another’s shoes is the best way to avoid wearing out your own.

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My Scar Stories

Posted on August 25, 2017 by mitchteemley

Fun House of Pain My fingers have every reason to think I hate them. I cut more chunks out of them than I did any actual wood when I whittled as a kid. (“Note: Carve away from us, not towards … Continue reading →

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My Scar Stories

Posted on August 11, 2017 by mitchteemley

The Mother of All Calamities When I hit 13, I was old enough to go on a YMCA Caravan. Caravans were cross-country trips in which two leaders and a dozen barely-teen boys would pile into a van and head for … Continue reading →

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