DIARY
I was three, soon to be four.
I have no distinct memories of this month.
It may, however, have been somewhere around this time (though probably a little later in the year) that my parents loaded me up in their bicycle baskets and rode me out around the neighborhood. It was one of my first experiences of “other directions,” that is, locations removed from familiar roads and rooms… I had a sense of the route to my grandmothers, for example, or Mitchell’s, the grocery store, but one block to either side was complete mystery. I remember strange curved roads I would later come to know by name: Montclair, Chalmers, and Mountain.
I’m probably transposing something that happened later on (maybe the early summer of 82 or 83), but as I said, I don’t remember anything specifically from April, 1981.
Where were you in April, 1981?
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