Tag Archives: My Real Memoir

When Your World Changes

 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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My Super-Secret Operation!

Photo courtesy of Leicester Mercury My Real Memoir I asked my wife whether I should publicly share this hidden nugget from my childhood. Being pseudo-famous, I find it wise to ask my very private wife (she does sometimes go out … Continue reading

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The Day I Fell In Love with Music

My Real Memoir I’d always loved music. I just didn’t know it. It was my Uncle Walt (Disney) who’d introduced me to it. I danced along with the Mouseketeers and wore my coonskin cap when I sang the theme from the … Continue reading

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Red Cars, Magical Forests, and Mom

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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What a Mouse and a Kangaroo Taught Me About Life

My Real Memoir Apart from Mommandad and a few unusual friends, my first introduction to Life with a capital L came from a tiny black-and-white screen. And by “Life,” I mean storytelling, which virtually defines me today; some subtly-inserted values, … Continue reading

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My All-American Friend

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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The Year I Turned Shy

My Real Memoir Me? Shy? Hard to believe, I know, but up until Kindergarten I’d never had any friends my age. When I finally met some, they seemed weirdly normal. I didn’t know how to be with them. Weird Eddie had … Continue reading

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Expressing My True Self

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

‘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

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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