A Little Ice Cream
Every Sunday when he was at home my Old Man would take us out for a Sunday night dinner at his Country Club of which he was a member. Dressed in our best clothes and prepped to be on our best behavior – Matty and I were herded into the Club restaurant, where once seated…
Behold, Excalibur!
Things were a little more physical when I was a kid. What I mean is that it seemed like we played harder, got dirtier, and somehow survived all the bumps and bruises from roughhousing back then. Parents were more physical in disciplining their kids as they often engaged in smacking or spanking their children when…
Fangs for the Memories
It couldn’t be true. Could it? Ah yes, but it was. And all of us kids could all feel it. There were signs and omens you see. It was 1965 and another school year was already underway at Louise Van Meter Elementary and the leaves were beginning to turn crimson and gold. The heavenly perfume…
Love Handles
The most dreaded question contains just five words. This question has ended relationships, created rifts between couples, and heck I bet it has started wars and even toppled Empires! Even the strongest he-men when asked this question have been turned into cowering weaklings. And Einsteins have been reduced to gibbering idiots when confronted by this…
Pullin’ Weeds
I hate weed. Actually, I hated weeding when I was a kid. It was one of my “childhood chores” I had to perform when my Old Man was home on the weekends. And ya know no matter how hard I tried, I could never get all of the damn stuff out of the ground. There…
A Lesson Learned
It was noisy. Imagine being surrounded by a group of loud drunken College kids at a Thursday night party. Partying like there was no tomorrow. The Deltas had the best Fraternity digs and threw the best parties at Chico State. Yeah, it was a beautiful warm evening in the Spring of 1975. And there I…
Blossom
One of my friends told me this funny story about the time he received a post-surgical consult from an Asian Doctor who had a very thick accent. Being concerned after his colon surgery he was very keen to hear what his doctor had to say – but was dismayed because he couldn’t understand what he…
A Curious Boy
Being a kid in an adult world is strange. Growing up in the 1950s, well ya had to be there to understand how different life was back then. That being said… I came across a box of photographs in my desk drawer the other day. If truth be told it was part of what little…
Party at Horror Beach
I was thumbing through my old Yearbook from my old Alma Mater – Dewey Bilkum Chiropractic College the other day, when I stumbled across a picture of a couple of students that seemed vaguely familiar. Actually, it was two seated students to be exact. Their bodies sat precariously perched on two hardback chairs with faces…
Hooked!! By Charles R. Bucklin
Me: “Hello, my name is Charles and I’m an Addict.” Group Members: (warmly) “Hello Charles!” Standing in front of a group of seated strangers in a dimly lit room, I wondered what the fuck I was doing. Well then, I might as well get started, I thought, feeling slightly silly. Wiping the sweat from my…