Memoir Intro

They say that a memoir is how you remember what happened, but I’ve decided to make the experience a little more fluid. As I write, I will reconnect in person, and record on video the people important to my life and each chapter. My mother has already altered one of my long held beliefs—that I stayed back in kindergarten as kind of front lobotomy for an incorrigible kid. She said that since I’d lived a free range, hippie life, she thought I needed another year to prepare for the feet flat on the floor, hands folded in front of you, stay in your seat, structure of school.

Please join me on my multi-media journey with the added perspective of friends and family. We all need the gift of seeing our lives through the eyes of others. Sometimes those tragedies were really triumphs. When my parents played Pete Seeger’s “Little Boxes” on that record player, I thought they were Christmas presents, “There’s a green one and a pink one and a blue one and yellow one and they’re all made out of ticky tacky and all look just the same,” but it was a reminder not to lose that free range life even with a second year of kindergarten.