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Mom met Dad at the DMV. They hit it off right away.
I was conceived six minutes after this was taken.
The wedding was rushed and simple. But elegant.
After Dad disappears into Uncle Larry’s basement work-
shop, Mom quickly finds love in the arms of stranger.
It was a difficult pregnancy. Mom had a real bad
time adjusting. Especially at the beginning.
But despite all the pressures, Mom kept it down to
three Long Islands a day during the 3rd trimester.
The water broke during her smoke break out behind
the Chik-fil-A.
As per my parents wishes, it was a totally natural birth.
And it wasn’t easy. Or so I hear. Right after the doctor
sobered up, I was declared blind. But thankfully, this
wasn’t a permanent situation.
Dad gets used to being a doting father.
The neighbors are so excited by my arrival that they
prepare us a special dinner.
Dad starts early in trying to teach me the ways of
manhood.
But I am desperate to see.
Mom and Dad love parties.
Mom and Dad work a lot, so my Uncle Larry often
looks after me. He once apprenticed as a cobbler.
Because of my disability, I am often shown up by the
other kids.
On trips to the country, Mom and Dad say “Safety First.”
It is on the day of Pastor Bob’s funeral that I am finally
able to see. Just in time for the viewing. It is a miracle.
It is slow going at first, as I adjust to the sight of the world.
The neighborhood kids are excited by my newfound
independence.
But our family likes to celebrate in our own, private way.
Full of new confidence, I rush to join the Boy Scouts.
Free to pursue other interests, Mom goes back
to modeling.
But it isn’t what she expected.
I try to fit in with the other kids, but it just doesn’t seem
to work.
The Coach is known for his unorthodox style of pre-game
stretching.
Disappointed by her modeling prospects, Mom goes
backs to her regular diet regimen.
I try to spend a lot of time outdoors.
But I was about ten when I finally discovered that
I wasn’t into what the other boys were into.
I am saddened to find that my peers do not welcome my
new lifestyle and exclude me from their social events.
Concerned, my Mom and Dad send me to Bible camp.
But the kids there just seem weird.
I escape from the camp, and fall in with a fast crowd.
Seeing my change, Dad teaches me about the bird and
the bees, the best way he knows how.
Mom gets plenty of exercise, to cope with the stress.
And there still are plenty of family activities in the
evening.
Mom’s friends throw a party to try to cheer her up.
It is around this time that I discover my love of music.
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p.s. Hey. Let's see, what's up today ... Oh, Blendin's old autobiographical post. It's good one, right? The blog will see you tomorrow. I'm not sure if I will or not.