Browsing All posts tagged under »1962«

Legends of Myself 113

September 15, 2019


113. Steveston, 1962-63. Run-Run-Run-Run Runaway I have never been a particular fan of mornings, and this was true in 1962 as well as now. I remember my foster mother rousting me for breakfast before school, and I also remember that when she couldn’t to do that for some reason, I flipped immediately to a much […]

Legends of Myself 112

September 13, 2019


112. Steveston, 1962. Junior High There was a special excitement in heading off to school in September, 1962, because that year it was no longer elementary school but junior high. Just about everybody entering grade seven was doing that leap together, so we were all new faces to some extent, the juniors among juniors, so […]

Legends of Myself 111

September 8, 2019


111. Steveston, 1962. French Horns, Phantom Allowances and the Issue of Standing Family life for most children is not an audition. In a real family, in a real home, the issue of belonging is settled. For a foster child, however, belonging is not settled. It is the very nature of strangers that you don’t know […]

Legends of Myself 110

September 6, 2019


110. Steveston, 1962. The Most Likely Candidate It’s hard to imagine any foster home with a blue ribbon on it, the inscription “Acceptable to Teddy” posted on the door. Given that I fundamentally didn’t accept the decision that had been made for me in that Vancouver family court. Given my undiminished loyalty and attachment to […]

Legends of Myself 108

September 5, 2017


PART VI:  Ward of the Court, 1962-64 108.  Cloverdale, 1962: The Temporary Farm Boy In 1899, in a poem urging Americans to take up arms against the Philippines, Rudyard Kipling invented the term “White man’s burden”, which was the burden of spreading White civilization, often violently, always arbitrarily, and despite the foolish objections of the […]

Legends of Myself 107

June 26, 2017


107.  Vancouver, 1962: Juvie Consider Teddy captured and sobbing in a Woodward’s office.  Consider Teddy now as a child precious to you, a child known to you and under your protection.  You can settle the matter in any way.  How would you settle it?  What would you do? Consider Teddy in a car being taken […]

Legends of Myself 106

March 14, 2017


Vancouver. Master Thief of the Woodward’s Food Floor I had a friend I made in Miss Daw’s class at Grandview School.  He lived in a ground floor apartment on Cotton Drive hardly two blocks from my address on Graveley, and he was silly in the way that boys of 12 are silly.  Practically down the […]