Tag Archives: My Real Memoir

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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The Day I Ran Away

Posted on September 14, 2021 by mitchteemley

Photo source: Michal Bres My Real Memoir I’d threatened many times to join the circus or go live on a raft on the Mississippi like Tom and Huck. But that wasn’t the case this time. It was some now-forgotten atrocity—homework? … Continue reading →

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My Early Brushes with Mortality

Posted on September 7, 2021 by mitchteemley

Photo source: Richard Ratay My Real Memoir Oddly enough, as a child I came to equate suffering and death with my cousins, and with a quaint farming community. Mom and her sister Tavia were close, so we visited often. But … 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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To Go Where No Kid Has Gone Before!

Posted on August 17, 2021 by mitchteemley

Photo courtesy of riotdaily.com My Real Memoir It wasn’t just adventure or the forbidden I craved as a kid, it was the unknown. In fact, I think that was my true, underlying desire: to see things “never before witnessed by … Continue reading →

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My Own Good Friday

Posted on August 12, 2021 by mitchteemley

Photo by Tim Umphreys When I was a young man, I began searching for the meaning of life. Along the way, I wrote a travel journal, a mix of prose and poetry, and labelled it Fool’s Odyssey. I was back home … 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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My First Big Fork in the Road

Posted on July 27, 2021 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir 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 first big … Continue reading →

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