[Disclaimer: the following happened decades ago, time likely makes for faulty or embellished memories. Names changed in the extremely-unlikely chance that someone who knows the family actually reads this and…
Mom was always leery about medicine, but in particular I remember her pushing back on x-rays unless absolutely necessary. My guess is that they were somewhat safe, but probably used…
As the first grandchild, many similar versions of this picture exist: Baby Scott climbing into and out of the sandbox in Evanston, IL. The home movies from that day demonstrate…
I like to believe that my comedy appreciation growing up was more sophisticated than other teens or my peers: I devoured Firesign Theater after my introduction at fourteen (thank you,…
While living in Masaryk Towers in Manhattan, Mom and Dad bought dry milk for never-asked/never-explained reasons: cost? availability? nutrition? something else? Mom amazed me by adding water to my cereal…
My paternal grandfather took a picture of my teenage parents sitting on the grass, Mom looking up at Dad adoringly, enthralled with his guitar playing. The hormone-driven look of teenagers…
For a stretch, Mom cut her hair extremely short, almost butch, very out-of-the-ordinary for the locals. The church next to our first house in Green Island occasionally held events that…
In addition to a wife, partner, and best friend, my marriage also brought (official) three step-children into my life. With the signatures on a marriage license, Mom acquired three step-grandchildren…
The drive from New York City to Westport, Connecticut to visit our grandparents took one of two routes: the Connecticut Turnpike or the Merritt Parkway. Though comparable in distance and…