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The Von Trapp Family Singers I was drawn to the idea of music at an early age, probably because of the movie, The Sound of Music. I had a crush on all of the Von Trapp sisters — adoring the older ones as each successive year went by — nothing creepy, it’s just that . . . → Read More: Adventures in Misalignment–Music Lessons 
I recently tried to take a proactive approach to managing my dandelion situation. I retrieved a jug of weed killer from the shelf, something I used last year, and like an illiterate looking for a haircut by walking into the store with the candy-cane post out front, I trusted the picture of the dead . . . → Read More: Learn From My Lawn Care In the fifties and sixties, American culture was shaped when lunch counters became one of the focal points for establishing racial integration. Lunch counters were the precursors to modern fast food, and it wasn’t just Woolworth’s and S.S. Kresge’s stores that had them, but nearly every store with a little sliver of space provided . . . → Read More: Shopping With Mom-The Lunch Counter Incident
Don't go into the water My daughter was cut by an old man in a mask. He drugged her, told her everything would be fine, and then cut her gums and removed a tooth. The experience may have traumatized her for life except that it was our dentist performing a planned procedure. The guy . . . → Read More: The Brutality of Existence and Lack of Humor Thereof I had an incident while preparing Nan bread from a recipe that called for heating a pizza stone to 500 degrees. A pizza stone, if you are not familiar, is thick clayware that acts as a heatsink to help ensure the crust is thoroughly baked. And 500 degrees, by the way, is really hot. After . . . → Read More: Cooking Mistake or Cool Experiment–You Decide Family Shopping at a Department Store There were three interesting things going on in Cleveland in 1969: the Cuyahoga River caught fire for the second time, there were riots on the East side, and I was entering kindergarten. Being a chubby little kid of four (going on five!) I was oblivious to much of . . . → Read More: Shopping With Mom–Trouble in Ladies Wear The Higbee's Department Store Building in Downtown Cleveland I was the youngest of three boys, and I had the special pleasure of spending my fourth year with my mother while my brothers were at school. It was a golden age for any child, to have their mother in good health, with money to spend, . . . → Read More: Shopping With Mom–Up the Down Escalator I grew up in a suburb of Cleveland back when downtown department stores were what malls are today. Cleveland had three major stores, May Company, Higbees, and Halles. My mother, I think, preferred May Company and Higbees, but when her sister worked at Halles, I know she spent a fair share of time there. If . . . → Read More: Shopping with Mom–The Monkey at the Store Clarence, our neighbor with the beagles, hated us. . . . → Read More: Clarence and the Poodle There’s a troll that lives under this bridge. He doesn’t get angry if you try to cross it, but he does get pissed when cable is out. He really enjoys watching Skins on MTV and hates to miss an episode. |
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