Category Archives: Lessons

Injuries

   When I was 5 I caused my first accident. We were all sitting at the table having a meal, and I started imitating a hiccuping train conductor I’d seen on a cartoon. “All aboard-hic!” I announced, jerking my head … Continue reading

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Levittown

   When I was 1 to 3, we lived in Levittown, NY. That’s the site of my earliest memories. I didn’t know till I was an adult that the two Levittowns (New York and Pennsylvania) were the first tract home suburban … Continue reading

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Addenda and Apology

Although I don’t get many comments posted in this blog, I do receive some feedback. Here are additional words about two subjects. Regarding horses and girls (Riding – September 21), my friend Geri avers that, for her, the power of … Continue reading

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Cinderella

   When I was nearly 9 we moved into our new Cinderella Home in Chula Vista. I had no idea then or now why that name was chosen, unless it was the slightly gingerbread trim on the ranch houses or the … Continue reading

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California

     When I was 8¾, we moved from New York to California. The New York airport was then called Idlewild. I’d been to California once before, three years earlier. Me, Steve, Mom and Dad flew out to visit Dad’s family. … Continue reading

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Air

When I was 5½, I had my first airplane ride. The carrier was TWA or Pan Am, and we crossed the continent. We lived in Glen Cove, NY at the time. That’s on Long Island. My mother’s family was still … Continue reading

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Riding

When I was around 11, my parents signed me up for horseback riding lessons. I don’t know whose idea it was, but I was eager for them. My brother Steve was enrolled too, with or shortly after me, but he … Continue reading

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Writing on the Wall

   When I was 16, I got permission to write on the walls of my bedroom. The room’s closet and the adjoining bathroom created about four feet of entry hall that begged for decoration. After I made a short argument for … Continue reading

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Day Camp

     When I was 8, I went to day camp. I know I was 8 because we were singing “Purple People Eater,” and I just looked that up and learned that it was released in 1958. I don’t remember much … Continue reading

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Precious

     When I was 5 or 6, my parents enrolled me in an acting class. I think it was a summer community program. I know there were two skill levels and diversity within those. The older kids performed “Peter & … Continue reading

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