The Idiot and the A**hole

So there were lawyers and sheriffs. There were arguments and waiting. I learned about thunderheads. Then there was a compromise. We gave him birthday gifts in the driveway. And we took him to Sea World. I got a killer whale made of wax from a vending machine.

Moribund

One car I walked past on Main Street was an old Buick Gran Sport. It had been an exceptional car in its day. It was a red convertible with a black top and interior. It was the GS400 model, which had a 400 cubic inch (6.6L) Buick motor with 340 BHP. It was no racer, but it was different enough to pique my interest. And it sat in the sand parking lot next to the NAPA store. A prime location for eyeballing as I walked home from the bus stop.

Ferry Hill

When my family moved back to Old Saybrook from Clinton in January 1979, we lived first at 355 Main Street, literally next door to the house that had belonged to my grandparents from the late 1950s until 1971. But we only rented that house for 18 months. In June 1980 we began moving to the rambling ranch on the top of Ferry Hill.

Playpens and Proms

And What is Missing in Life My mother met Pam in junior high. By high school, they were good friends. Her senior year, my mom went to Norwich Free Academy because she wanted to pursue…

Bagheera

Always Up for a Fight When I was fifteen, my mother gave me a kitten. I had wanted a cat since mine had run away when I was eight. But my step-father didn’t like cats….