Tag Archives: childhood

Eddie, Me, and the One Time I Never Spoke Up

I was seven when my parents transferred me to a private, mixed age level school. Before that, I went to a neighborhood school. The first time I remember actually feeling empathy mixed with fear was in kindergarten, when our fat, … Continue reading

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Fourteen Years and I Love You

  Aw, Lizzie Girl. Happy Birthday, my blue eyed girl. It is one in the morning and the house is just settling down. I wonder how you will remember your early teenage years and the energy of this house. I … Continue reading

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Thirteen, Hello Lady Friend

Dearest Elizabeth, It is the eve of your thirteenth birthday and it is nearly midnight. I meant to write to you much earlier tonight but have been swamped with your brothers . . . both needing desperate help with their … Continue reading

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