…a memory of castor oil.\u00a0 A lot of talk about castor oil, the pros and cons.\u00a0\u00a0 Did she even practice taking it in advance?\u00a0 Getting used to the taste, the feel, the horrible stuff?<\/p>\n
…an early morning family parade through the kitchen: dad, mom, little brother, me, my view not quite level with the counter top.\u00a0 Why is it still dark outside?\u00a0 Why are we dressed and with our coats on?\u00a0 Where are we going?<\/p>\n
…dad carrying me out of the car up a steep, snowy driveway.\u00a0 I know exactly where we are.\u00a0 I come here all the time to play with my best friend.\u00a0 It’s like a second home.<\/p>\n
…sitting on the floor playing with little cars and little figures.\u00a0 I always sat with both legs out to the side, sort of reverse cross-legged.\u00a0 “You’re double jointed,” my uncle always told me.\u00a0 A knock on the door, my father walks in.\u00a0 He had dropped me off earlier: hours?\u00a0 yesterday?\u00a0 He walked into the living room where I played on the floor with my friend, and announced, “It’s a boy!\u00a0 His name is David.”<\/p>\n
Precious glimpses, 46 year-old memories: my own gift to unwrap today.<\/p>\n
Happy Birthday!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
…a memory of castor oil.\u00a0 A lot of talk about castor oil, the pros and cons.\u00a0\u00a0 Did she even practice taking it in advance?\u00a0 Getting used to the taste, the feel, the horrible stuff? …an early morning family parade through … Continue reading