The First Skateboard
We all had roller skates. Not the present-day wide ones with big hard plastic wheels. Ours were metal — the kind you slid forward or back to fit your shoes, then strapped around them with a key. Simple. Off you went on …
That’ll Do
Mom would turn around from the front seat — the full swivel, the one that somehow managed to be both weary and threatening — and deliver the standard opening offer: “You kids settle down back there.”
The Christmas Tree Incident
It was sometime in the late 1950s, Finderne, NJ winter. Frank had a new employee at work — a man who had recently arrived in town with his wife and son, no family nearby, no particular plan for the holidays.
Following the Fire
One evening she started talking about her father and the kilns, and something in the telling made me reach for a pen. I wrote it down as close to her words as I could.
Buckskin Press 