Mom is out of town this weekend (and their father shares their sentiment).
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A tuesday, or most any other day in Mrs. Frey’s 4th Grade Classroom, circa 1975
Who could forget the scratchy voice of the announcer with that “when you hear this noise ‘beep’ advance the filmstrip one frame.” Yes, the start of another filmstrip. Like the intoxicating smell of the ditto machine and two-for Tuesday night “Happy Days” and “Laverne and Shirley,” filmstrips have long passed into oblivion, pulled out only for their baby-boomer/GenX kitsch value and sold at upscale boutiques and online auctions.
In 1975, filmstrips and dittos became my two gateway drugs. Read More…
The first time I was arrested was on my dead father’s 52nd birthday. I remember this because DL and my father shared the same birthday—June 11—and I remember DL’s parents arriving at the city jail with a scowl on their face and a sarcastic “Happy Birthday DL.” My first thought was “man, I’m glad my old man’s not around to see this,” a thought that later horrified me. Read More…
