Sutch for Such
Hearing from Mark Twain ‘“When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it happened or not,” he once said, quaintly, “but I am getting old, and soon I shall…
The Bassett Hound and the Altas Missile
Sick Days and TV Shows Third grade and sick days on the couch in the living room. In the mornings it was all rest and trying to sleep off the…
I Can See Clearly
I Have a Seeing Problem The Maxwell School was only a couple of blocks away from our house on the same street. Three things I remember about my school days…
Haircuts and Arson Fires
The Lay of the Land and How the Bangs were Cut Up until the time we lived in Spokane I always had a crew cut, that is, when I did…
Don’t Stop the World, I Don’t Want to Fall Off
Dread Was the Word It best described my feelings whenever it was announced that we were going to drive up to my cousins’ house in Spokane. But it wasn’t their…
Three Kings Went Forth – a Christmas Memory
A Small Town Christmas Green and red. And flashing lights. The day after Thanksgiving in Colville, all the decorations came out to festoon the lamp poles. And even bigger ones…
Dead Heat My Little Chickadee
School and the Playground I can only remember two things about school for the first and second grades: the playground and the assembly auditorium. I have class pictures with the…
Dick Tracy Rides Again
Moved to New Digs By the time I hit the first grade, our family had moved one street over to Maple. In fact, it was the first home that my…
A Critic is Born (or Acts Out)
Tripping on Elm Street About the time I was in kindergarten, my family lived on Elm Street in Colville. I don’t remember very much about the house but I do…
Sunday Drives, Hudsons, and Maverick
From the back seat of a Hudson Commodore 8 My dad liked to drive. He drove truck on the weekdays (as I have noted), and come the weekend he loved…