Caveat: Worst Birthday Ever

Retroblogging

My grandparents (mother's side) had invested in a future retirement home in Meeker, Colorado, though they still lived in Oklahoma City at this time. But my Aunt Frances (my mom's aunt) lived in Meeker already. We were visiting them, on a long road trip of some kind. I distinctly remember my parents forgot it was my birthday on this trip, and so we ended up celebrating it a day or two late, at my Aunt Frances' house, after my reminding them. I look happy in this picture, but I remember it as a traumatic experience. My father (I think that's my father – I barely recognize him) looks like Meathead from All In The Family. My sister looks very cute. I have no idea who the little one is.

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[The "retroblogging" project:  this is a "back-post" written and added 2012-12-25.  I've decided to "fill-in" my blog all the way back.  It's a big project.  But there's no time limit, right?]

Caveat: 1973

Banalities & Journaling / Year-In-Six-Sentences

I liked Moore Avenue school. My best friend was Steven. And I was friends with his sister Jeannine too. Along with my sister, we formed a sort of idyllic, hermetic community of children. This is the time when the Eureka H Street house experiment began: my parents bought a giant old Victorian house in Eureka that we shared with another family – it was like a commune when you added in various attachments and relatives on both sides. Each year at Thanksgiving we drove to La Honda (near Palo Alto) for a giant hippie hanksgiving event.
[This entry is part of a timeline I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of timeline. This entry wasn’t written in 1973 – it was written in the future.]
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Caveat: Sebastian

Retroblogging

1972_ArcataCAJaredSebastianSebastian was a cat that attached himself to our family. I associate Sebastian with the song "The Cat Came Back" because my father would sing that song and it always seemed to be referring to that cat, because my mother didn't like cats but somehow Sebestian managed to ingraciate himself into her good graces nevertheless.

 

[The "retroblogging" project:  this is a "back-post" written and added 2012-12-25.  I've decided to "fill-in" my blog all the way back.  It's a big project.  But there's no time limit, right?]

 

Caveat: 1972

Banalities & Journaling / Year-In-Six-Sentences

I remember the drive from Arcata to Eureka with dad in the Model A (1928 Ford – dad’s main car), because school was at Moore Avenue in Eureka but we lived in Arcata. Sometimes at night, driving home late in the Model A, the loud roar of the old car’s engine would lull me to sleep. I developed the idea that there was an alien landing site somewhere near Indianola. I think it was because of the colored airport lights at Murray Field, north of Eureka along Highway 101. I also remember thinking that the aliens were watching me. I KNEW that if I could behave in a sufficiently idiosyncratic manner, they would ‘rescue’ me from my exile on Earth.
[This entry is part of a timeline I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of timeline. This entry wasn’t written in 1972 – it was written in the future.]
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Caveat: The Daisies in Redwood Park

Retroblogging

Redwood Park is the park in Arcata, my hometown, that was just a few blocks up the hill from our house. I'm pretty sure this is at Redwood Park. I think I'm smelling the daisies.

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[The "retroblogging" project:  this is a "back-post" written and added 2012-12-25.  I've decided to "fill-in" my blog all the way back.  It's a big project.  But there's no time limit, right?]

Caveat: 1971

Banalities & Journaling / Year-In-Six-Sentences

Rumor has it I was alive through all of 1971. I don’t recall much.
[This entry is part of a timeline I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of timeline. This entry wasn’t written in 1971 – it was written in the future.]
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Caveat: The Pink Blow-Up Bunnies My Mother Hated More Than Anything

Retroblogging

1970_ArcataCAJaredSamaraPinkRabbits

I have no idea what the exact date on this photo is, but I think it was sometime around winter of 70~71. I could be off by a year or so either way. But here is where I put it.

[The "retroblogging" project:  this is a "back-post" written and added 2012-12-25.  I've decided to "fill-in" my blog all the way back.  It's a big project.  But there's no time limit, right?]

Caveat: 1970

Banalities & Journaling / Year-In-Six-Sentences

Rumor has it I was alive through all of 1970. I don’t recall much.
[This entry is part of a timeline I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of timeline. This entry wasn’t written in 1970 – it was written in the future.]
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Caveat: 1969

Banalities & Journaling / Year-In-Six-Sentences

Rumor has it I was alive through all of 1969. I don’t recall much.
[This entry is part of a timeline I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of timeline. This entry wasn’t written in 1969 – it was written in the future.]
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Caveat: 1968

Banalities & Journaling / Year-In-Six-Sentences

Rumor has it I was alive through all of 1968. I don’t recall much.
[This entry is part of a timeline I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of timeline. This entry wasn’t written in 1968 – it was written in the future.]
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Caveat: 1967

Banalities & Journaling / Year-In-Six-Sentences

Rumor has it I was alive through all of 1967. I don’t recall much.
[This entry is part of a timeline I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of timeline. This entry wasn’t written in 1967 – it was written in the future.]
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Caveat: 1966

Banalities & Journaling / Year-In-Six-Sentences

Rumor has it I was alive through all of 1966. I don’t recall much.
[This entry is part of a timeline I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of timeline. This entry wasn’t written in 1966 – it was written in the future.]
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Caveat: Arbitrary time-keeping system

My Photos / Retroblogging

My first New Year's was pretty uneventful, from my perspective.

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[The "retroblogging" project:  this is a "back-post" written and added 2009-11-20.  I've decided to "fill-in" my blog all the way back.  It's a big project.  But there's no time limit, right?]

 

Caveat: 1965

Banalities & Journaling / Year-In-Six-Sentences

I was born. I was disoriented. I cried. I ate. I wiggled and gazed. I don’t recall much.
[This entry is part of a timeline I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of timeline. This entry wasn’t written in 1965 – it was written in the future.]
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Caveat: Welcome to Earth.

Banalities & Journaling / Retroblogging

According to my mother, I was born.  I don’t remember.  Probably, it was pretty traumatic.
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[The “retroblogging” project:  this is a “back-post” written and added 2009-11-20.  I’ve decided to “fill-in” my blog all the way back.  It’s a big project.  But there’s no time limit, right?]

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