Tag Archives: nostalgia

Rebel Without Applause

Posted on December 6, 2022 by mitchteemley

Rebel Without a Cause, Eden Cried, James Dean, me (the resemblance is uncanny, right?) My Real Memoir I’d just graduated from 8th Grade. My teacher Mrs. Chamberlain had written in my yearbook, “Dear Mitch, take advantage of your ability and … Continue reading →

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When Life Gives You Compound Fractures

Posted on November 22, 2022 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir I’d never been an athlete. While other kids learned how to follow-through with a baseball bat or how to throw a perfect football spiral, my buddy Jeff and I were learning how to be Tom and Huck … Continue reading →

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Snogging, The Beatles, and Me

Posted on November 15, 2022 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir I was in love. Not with a girl, but with music. And yet, somehow the two seemed inextricably linked. Music in the 1960s was an explosion of styles: Pop, Soul, R&B were constantly merging and borrowing from … Continue reading →

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The Year I Fell in Love With Music

Posted on November 8, 2022 by mitchteemley

Me, age 14, rockstar posing at the local music store My Real Memoir I’d had a crush on music from early on, especially after seeing my first musical hero Sam Cooke sing “You Send Me” live at our local bijou. … Continue reading →

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JFK, C.S. Lewis, a PE Coach and Me

Posted on November 1, 2022 by mitchteemley

Above (L to R): JFK; Drama team holiday show with buddy Rory on the far left, co-star Mike at the podium, and me (center) as a rather skinny department store Santa; Coach Sebbo; C.S. Lewis. My Real Memoir Two Jacks … Continue reading →

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The Year I Broke My Teacher

Posted on October 25, 2022 by mitchteemley

Geeky 7th Grade Me vs. “Smoldery” 8th Grade Me My Real Memoir I was cocky, there’s no denying it. I’d started 7th grade as a self-doubting pre-teen, and finished it with an inflated sense of self-importance. It didn’t help that, … Continue reading →

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How to Do Bad Theatre

Posted on October 18, 2022 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir I’d just turned 13, and was mad about acting. So much so that my career as a soon-to-be movie star was beginning to overshadow my career as a beloved bestselling author. After all, I’d been in a … Continue reading →

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How I Almost Became a Man of the World at Age 13

Posted on October 11, 2022 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir I longed to be sophisticated, urbane, a celebrated satirist and scribe. I’d already conquered the stage, become known for my caricatures (see above), and was well on my way to winning my first Nobel Prize for Literature, … Continue reading →

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I Was a Professional Class Clown

Posted on October 4, 2022 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir I cracked me up. And by second grade I’d discovered I could crack other people up, too. Note the key word there: crack. As in that which produces a rush of pleasant feelings and is highly addictive. … Continue reading →

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Fun House of Pain?

Posted on September 27, 2022 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir My fingers had every reason to think I hated them. I cut more chunks out of them than I did any actual wood when whittling surfer style “tiki god” pendants for my friends (“Dear Mitch, please carve … Continue reading →

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