There were two terrifying things that I had to pass each morning on my half mile walk to school. The first was the steam locomotive sitting on the Y, the second was the wolf dog. Everything moved by train: coal to fill the coal loading dock for locomotives; coal for the bins beside each grain … Continue reading Childhood fears
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Boyhood fears
I was afraid of a lot of things as a boy, the two main ones being girls and dogs. Girls were different, mysterious; they didn't look, talk or act like boys. The thought of actually speaking to one crippled my mind and my tongue. Yet there was always a girl or two that I could … Continue reading Boyhood fears
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