Moving in down the road as a newly “adopted” grandchild to an elderly couple was a God-send. I truly don’t know what would have happened if they hadn’t of lived there, if we didn’t know one another from me helping her from time to time after school when I had a few moments, and/or if they hadn’t trusted me […]
A new high school on the west side of Tucson was just finished and we lived in the new lines of demarcation. The city was divided into some sort of quadrants such that students from all over the city, even those on the far east side, were relegated to the far west side to join […]
At last … high school.. what we in junior high had been looking forward to. My sister was a senior and we rode the bus to school together.. something we hadn’t done since I was in 3rd grade. Soon however she made it clear that I was not to follow her footsteps, I didn’t know […]
Seventh grade brought many changes. First, I had to ride a bus to school where I began to dread the rides, mostly because this was the primary place where students made it known that they didn’t wish to associate with me. I usually sat in the closest seat I could to the bus driver so that I […]
I was at Mary Lynn (Now Lynn-Urguides) Elementary School from grades 3-6, and one of the memories I have is that the school had a woman as a school principal. I never found myself in her office so I didn’t know her very well. My fourth grade teacher attempted to help me to stop stuttering by […]
Watershed years I didn’t think came so early in one’s time. From broken sidewalks to desert trails foot-printed by horned and scaly creatures. Buzzing of wasps, june bugs and moths, clothed the hot breezes with eternal murmurs. It was in third grade that I experienced more of what the world had to offer. I and […]
** Image obtained from Internet images on 6/04/14. Child of poverty I didn’t dare ask for anything that wasn’t there in front of me. Sometime in second grade our family financial situation became worse as I heard the word bankruptcy and felt a heightening sense of anxiety, fear, and even despair in our household. Only one […]
Dick and Jane Were not much fun All they could do Was walk, talk and run. Their life seemed so pale against the broad stroke brushings of desert skies that fueled my dreams. While my second first grade experience ended much better than my first, I don’t remember being all that happy. Perhaps by being […]
It is well known we as human beings are layered in almost all aspects of our lives. What one sees, hears and experiences on an everyday basis is only a tiny petal of our wholeness. When one’s early memory life reveals states of fear and trepidation, bursting from acts of anger, breathing in an atmosphere of anguish, despair, […]
Rhythm and Rhyme; The Blossoming of Images through Dreams; Beginning in Recent Time; Some Full in Front & Center Space; Others Still Hidden; Hazy in the Weaving of Lace; Shreds of Memories; of Days Long Ago.