It took me almost 13 years to discover that I loved – that I lived for – music. Blame it on the fact that when I was a young child, my mom’s radio tendencies skewed toward classical music, Neil Diamond or Katrina and the Waves. Or perhaps my dad is to blame for my lack of interest in music as a child. He showed zero interest in music then, and to this day I have no idea if he prefers Dave Matthews or David Lee Roth. All I know about my father’s musical tastes is that he vomited during a Kenny G show many years ago, and for that, I am a proud daughter. Continue reading
Tag Archives: Childhood
The croquet mallet is mightier than the sword
Growing up on Hunter Lane as a child was an interesting experience. It was a suburban block where blue collar dads who spent their time under cars in an auto shop comingled with guys working the mailroom at some amorphous corporation. Continue reading
No Scooby Snacks for you
All kids who grew up in the early 80’s had a repertoire of go-to games: Hide & Seek, Mother May I, Tag, Freeze Tag, Red Light Green Light. Those were the days before iPads (and the likely inevitable subsequent hit A&E TV series “Intervention: Candy Crush”). Those were the days when TVs only had three channels, which – aside from the hallowed Saturday morning cartoon line-up – seemed to only broadcast news, soap operas or sports; kids had nothing else to do but go outside and play. And that’s what we did. Continue reading