Tag Archives: nostalgia

Life With a Capital L

Posted on April 14, 2026 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir Life With a Capital L: My first introduction to Life beyond my neighborhood came from a tiny black-and-white TV. And by “Life,” I mean storytelling–which virtually defines who I am–some subtly-inserted human values, and humor; if storytelling … Continue reading →

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My All-American Friend

Posted on April 7, 2026 by mitchteemley

TV taught me that Ovaltine was the perfect food. My Real Memoir My First “Normal” Friend I’ve never been normal in any rational sense of the word. But Stevie was. Heck, he had red hair and freckles. Which was as … Continue reading →

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The Year I Turned Shy

Posted on March 31, 2026 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir The Year I Turned Shy: Me? Shy? Hard to believe, I know, but up until Kindergarten I’d never had any friends my age. And when I finally did meet some, they seemed weirdly “normal.” I didn’t know … Continue reading →

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How Mom Taught Me to Express Myself

Posted on March 24, 2026 by mitchteemley

On the very first day of Kindergarten, I became a persecuted artist! From my Childhood Memoirs. Continue reading →

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My First Kid Friend

Posted on March 17, 2026 by mitchteemley

Image sources: Left, reecesrainbow.org — Right, freepik.com  My Real Memoir: My First Kid Friend Eddie Was Different He wasn’t my first human friend (that would by Crazy Old Alice). But Weird Eddie was my first kid friend. He sort of looked Chinese, … Continue reading →

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My First Human Friend

Posted on March 10, 2026 by mitchteemley

Images: Old Woman by Mali Desha – Weasel by James Armes – Rabbits by Bunly Hort My Real Memoir I loved Momandad and my “daymom” Frieda and all of her animals. But it was the spring of my fifth year, and … Continue reading →

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Looking for My First Real Friend

Posted on March 3, 2026 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir: Looking for My First Real Friend Trees, Chickens, Geese 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 day, but they … Continue reading →

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Don’t Let the Picture Fool You

Posted on February 10, 2026 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir: Don’t Let the Picture Fool You I Was Alone From the Start Look at that little guy, fearlessly facing the world before him. Knowing he’s adored by everyone, right? Don’t let the picture fool you. I spent … Continue reading →

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This Is the Ultimate Comfort Food

Posted on December 18, 2025 by mitchteemley

I should write, I suppose, about traditional Christmas or Hanukkah dinners. But those take preparation. Lots of it. And most of my food memories are about SiBY (Simple-but-Yummy) dishes you can fix with minimal prep. Yes, I love roast beef … Continue reading →

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The Longest-Ever Pause Before Laughing?

Posted on August 6, 2025 by mitchteemley

When I was 6-years-old, our next-door neighbor finally completed his years-of-time-and-money-devouring work on a lavish custom motorcycle. We admired it loudly. And then we noticed the name he’d hand-lettered on the gas tank: “Miss Take.” My parents chuckled appreciatively. But … Continue reading →

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