by bZar | Feb 5, 2006 | Childhood Memories
This is a picture of me and my dad. It was taken on May 13, 1967. It was the day of my first Communion and the last day I ever saw him. I remember that my mom was upset that he arrived late (I think he may have missed the entire ceremony) and they argued on the steps...
by bZar | Jan 21, 2006 | Childhood Memories
From as far back as I could remember I have loved animals. On one trip to the Bronx Zoo I saw a baby elephant and just had to bring it home with us. I cried when mom told me that I couldn’t have it. She told me that the baby needed its mother and if we took the baby...
by bZar | Jan 8, 2006 | Childhood Memories
When I was a little girl I wanted to be a cowboy. The most popular shows on TV those days were westerns and we watched a lot of them – Rawhide, Wagon Train and Gunsmoke. My mom liked Roy Rogers and Bonanza was almost a ritual. Because I was just a kid, I...
by bZar | Jan 5, 2006 | Childhood Memories
My daddy was a Southener, raised in the Carolinas. Folks say I get my charm from him. My mom was a French Canadian farm girl from Northern Ontario who wanted to be a nun but left home at nineteen and wound up working in New York City. Those were the days of sit-ins...
