Category: Little Man

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Chronicle of Valentine’s Past

1987 – I remember room 1B, the desks aligned in rows with each student’s handmade mailbox scribbled in crayon. Danny B. includes candy in his valentine envelopes, something more exotic than the chalky conversation hearts, and he is the coolest kid in Mrs. Ferry’s room. 1990 – My parents leave us little valentines at our […]

Boomerangs

After hyperventilating at the apocalyptic mess in girlchild’s room, the floor laden with crafts half- done and clothes half- worn we together resolved on a plan for a tidier space. Our reconnaissance mission to a store called Boomerangs for the elusive desk with drawers. We purchased a solid oak grand dame of drawers, loaded with […]

Six Years a Southerner

“Looks like Michelangelo is getting a bath,” said the dad, bending over the grate where his offspring had wedged an action figure into a ground sewage stream. “Do y’all understand how this happened?” One of the funniest scenes during our time in the South played out within the first month of our arrival, some six […]