My Early Years...

I was born in Chicago on the 3rd day of the 3rd month.  Additionally, I was born on the 3rd planet from the Sun.  Bingo!  Numbers.  I've long had a thing for numbers.  I enjoy number patterns.  I like to play with numbers.  I enjoy math.  Numbers.  Math.  It's all around us.  I've often thought if we taught math in "real world terms," fewer folks would dislike math as much as they do.  Maybe.  Maybe not.

 

This is me at about 2 or 3 months old.  My mother was, I think, 22 years old at the time.

 

 From The Beginning...

Where to start?  How 'bout the beginning.  Hmmm.  The beginning of what?  I know.  It shouldn't be so difficult.  However, I've lived a long and complex Life.  (Almost 76 years.)  When I think of my past, I break it into segments.  Periods of time that I can define by events in my Life.

So, I may write a bit about something that happened in my early childhood, or I may write about my teens, twenties, or whatever comes to mind.  I have much to pass along to family.  I'll define a segment by the era.  By the approximate years in which the events took place.  

This isn't much for now but it's the best I can do at the moment.  I'm just getting over Influenza A.  Not a fun time.  However, now that I'm "on the mend" it doesn't seem so bad.  It's all relative.  I've been through worse in the past.  Life is like that.  It has its ups and downs.  Its highs and lows.  How would we know how good we have it if we never experienced a bad spell?  

I guess that's how I know I have it good now.  Life is Good.  I've been through a number of rough times.  Some not so bad.  Some waaaay bad.  However, I'm a survivor.  I'll get into the details soon.  My goal at this point is to write a bit every day or two or three.  I know. A lofty goal but I gotta start somewhere. 

I'll be adding photos soon.  Some old and some new.  A frozen moment in Time.  Oddly, many of my memories, back to the age of about 2, are like "flash bulb glimpses" into my past.  I have very vivid memories.  Now, I need to figure out how to put them in writing.  Yeah, right.  I grew up thinking I was more scientist than writer.  My problem is having more ideas than I can clearly write for others to understand.  I'm a tangential thinker so I tend to meander.  Stick around long enough and you may pick up a thread you can understand or relate to.  If anyone other than my family reads this, my hope is to let others know they aren't alone in what they're going through or what they've been through.  Yes, there is a light at the end of the tunnel.  Yeah, sometimes it may be a fast moving train headed your way.  But, then again, it may just be a Shining Light!  A Guiding Light to illuminate your way forward.

Until next time.

 

 

 I'm still here....alive and kicking.  Life goes on.  Life continues to get in my way of writing.  However, I still plan to write my "life story" some day.  Why?  I have much to pass onto my daughter.  She missed many years with me.  I'm not going into that now.  I'll get to it later.  I've been hesitant to write what needs to be written.  Some feelings will get hurt but how else can you make an omelet?

 

My story.  I've played around with various titles over the years.  I'm not an author.  I'm not a writer.   Who cares about my story? Good question.  I don't expect anyone to show must interest.  This is for me and for my family.  Specifically my daughter.  Hopefully I'll get it done before the end of my days.  I plan to write without much editing along the way.  If I stop to correct or agonize over everything I write, I'll never get it done.

 

My story.  What will I call it?  I think it's working title, for now, will be MEMOIRS OF AN AMATEUR.  I kind of borrowed the idea from Oscar Levant.  As a teen, I saw a movie about George Gershwin.  Love his music.  Oscar Levant played himself in the movie.  A while later, I read a book, The Memoirs of an Amnesiac. It was Levant's story.  He wrote about his Life.  His neuroses.  I remember that well.  Anyway, the title stuck with me all these years (about 60).

 

So, check back from time to time (if you're so inclined) and look for snippets from the life of an amateur.  Not interested?  Hey, if nothing else, it may be a cure from insomnia....zzzzzzzzzzz.