tangled

I remember pollywogs. I remember running half naked in the garden. I remember a goat, and a compost pile. I remember a treacherous downhill dirt driveway that often bruised knees when riding a tricycle. I remember beautiful afternoons outside, with my sisters, playing silly games.

I remember working in the shop. Lifting lead into the old Linotype, and magicaly watching as WORDS came out. I remember ink, and drawers full of type.

I remember learning science at a little table: the structure, and differences, between the Hydrogen and Helium atoms. I learned about electronics, some. I remember days on a dinghy out in the kelp.

I remember the fire that took it all away, July 26, 1977. I remember trying to save the house (and my sisters' stuffed animals) before fleeing. I remember eating at a McDonald's on Milpas when we all met.

And then everything changed. Everything.

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posted by chris  # 12/04/2008 04:00:00 PM