Swedish Headache: April 2010

Friday, April 30, 2010

To Mr. Waters

Resting Peacefully Since April 30th 1983

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

I was 8 years old when my father took me to the Old Towne Mall to see The Witches. I remember when "Grandma" first revealed her amputated ring finger. I anxiously tugged on my dad's sleeve, urging him to take me home. The thought of women destroying children for no reason other than unwarranted intense hatred was an idea that marinated in my mind for years to come...

I remember insisting that my mother taste everything on my plate before I would eat it. Mom, in her kind and understanding way, obliged me. Assured that I wasn't being poisoned, I'd eat my entire meal...There were times, when I was feeling adventurous, that I'd ask for seconds.