True Stories

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roller rink

Pining For Reuben – And Then What Happened?

I’d been in the bar eight or ten times. I was hell on wheels at the rink by now. Sometimes I’d stay for the first song of the second set. The Who’s “Goin’ Mobile”. I liked that song. I liked to hear it but sometimes I couldn’t manage because I was not that interested in

Catbird seat

Pining For Reuben, Continued

Nineteen years old. I was pining over, Reuben, after learning that my husband (that I am married to now) had married someone else. I was so obliterated by this, I didn’t date anyone for six months which is eons at that age and also for someone like me who really likes to be with man.

henry

School, But Wait! There’s A Knock On The Door!

Four years old. I don’t know exactly who got me into first grade, but it must have been my grandpa, because my parents were fighting and it sounded like this: “Tell her!” “I’m not going to tell her!  You tell her!” “I ain’t tellin’ her teacher, shit!” my father said, putting his foot down. “Well,

Blue ribbon pig

The Blue Ribbon Pig

Four years old I was sitting on the floor with my back against the wall, silently raging.  I didn’t know anything about, God, but if I would have, I’d have filed a complaint, for sure!  What’s wrong with these people?   If I was my sister, I would read me a book, see? If I was

Mars in the Zodiac: Are You a Bear?

This is a true story. Two boys went to a fair. This was in 1960’s before “animal rights” existed. They had a bear in a ring, wearing boxing gloves.  He was up on his hind legs and sort of weaving back and forth, with his (gloved) paws, waving in the breeze. You could box this bear. If you

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