Archive for February 2012
Lost Memories
“Grown up, and that is a terribly hard thing to do. It is much easier to skip it and go from one childhood to another.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald
Do you remember that very first moment in your early life when you were actually aware of yourself? When you knew you existed? Do you remember what you thought? Or what you felt? Or anything? Anything at all? Is it even important?
I do have a couple vague memories when I was a little over three years old. Seems I was in the hospital for a hernia operation after I fell in the bathtub. Maybe that ‘woke’ me up a bit. Only a couple glimpses form from there.
Then I remember a few things when I was about five, in kindergarten and living in Iowa where I was born. It was usually about the cold and the snow, and the fact I never said anything in class. Seems my teacher had asked my parents if I could talk. Actually I was very shy. And besides, what does a 5-year-old really need to say in kindergarten, when it was just half a day, and half of that was nap time?
And then I remember something about climbing our neighbor’s fence and stealing rhubarb out of their garden, and then sneaking down in our basement with some sugar to make the bitter bounty taste better. Must have been good, because we (my two brothers and I) got in lots of trouble.
In The Beginning
“Too bad youth is wasted on the young.” – Mark Twain
I turned 60 today. Is that even significant? Does that even mean anything? Does it need to? I remember when I was growing up thinking that someone that age just had to be old. I don’t feel old, so I’m not. So take that. Now that that’s out the way, we can move on.
But yes, I created this blog now because I am of that particular age when maybe, just maybe, I have a few things to say that might be worthwhile to someone. Of course, I think there was probably always something of value in what I’ve said. At least to myself, and possibly even others close to me. But now, maybe I have something of value to those of you out there who don’t know me at all.
As a beginning place for you, check out the section about me, and then read a few of my entries. If it doesn’t suit your tastes, you haven’t really wasted much time. If it does, then let’s have a little fun. And of course, you can always comment on my postings. But keep it civil, fun and positive. Life is too short for negative diatribes. As now at my age, I’m truly discovering.