July 3rd, 1960.
Second episode proving that my parents really did have sex. Mom's aged 32, 8.9 months pregnant and sitting on the porch watching dad cut the lawn in the hot Minnesota sun. Sitting on a galvanized, sheet-metal milkbox -used in those days to hold bottles of milk upon daily delivery. Doctors made housecalls as well. Anyway, mom's certain the hot perch caused her water to break. By 7am on July 4th I make my debut.
Year 1 is spent in Minneapolis, MN in what I imagine was a suburban ideal. We move in 1961 to Buffalo, NY. By now I've been thoroughly indoctrinated to snow in 4' drifts and temperatures that freeze the snot in my nostrils. Mosquitoes feast on my thin baby skin. My brother (3 years senior) begins to resent the extra attention garnered by my diaper changes, and takes every opportunity to torment me.
Year 2 is as much a mystery to me as the first. Lots of cute pictures with miscellaneous relatives, and brother Tom feigning adoration. I'm dressed as Mighty Mouse for Halloween that year. The Cuban Missile Crisis has come and gone without ending the world, things are looking up.
At this rate I'll have covered my life in the next 20 installements.
Second episode proving that my parents really did have sex. Mom's aged 32, 8.9 months pregnant and sitting on the porch watching dad cut the lawn in the hot Minnesota sun. Sitting on a galvanized, sheet-metal milkbox -used in those days to hold bottles of milk upon daily delivery. Doctors made housecalls as well. Anyway, mom's certain the hot perch caused her water to break. By 7am on July 4th I make my debut.
Year 1 is spent in Minneapolis, MN in what I imagine was a suburban ideal. We move in 1961 to Buffalo, NY. By now I've been thoroughly indoctrinated to snow in 4' drifts and temperatures that freeze the snot in my nostrils. Mosquitoes feast on my thin baby skin. My brother (3 years senior) begins to resent the extra attention garnered by my diaper changes, and takes every opportunity to torment me.
Year 2 is as much a mystery to me as the first. Lots of cute pictures with miscellaneous relatives, and brother Tom feigning adoration. I'm dressed as Mighty Mouse for Halloween that year. The Cuban Missile Crisis has come and gone without ending the world, things are looking up.
At this rate I'll have covered my life in the next 20 installements.
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