How I Knew Harold

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  • Mum's pregnanat

    Mum's pregnanat
    Around 1953 mom tells the family that she's pregnant. My brother bounces around the living room with a pillow on his head wailing "it will change our whole lives" This story is recounted each year around my birthday.
  • Songs

    Songs
    Around 1957 Dad and I sing My Darlin' Clementine every morning on my way to school.
  • Scary Times

    Scary Times
    Around 1962 my brother feels like scaring the hell out of me and chases me around the house with a butcher knife. I hide behind Dad's suits. It smells like Old Spice.
  • Money

    Money
    Around 1963 Grandma gives me ten bucks for learning the times tables
  • Colors

    Colors
    Around 1964 Mom colors her hair-starts wearing eye shadow and mascara. She's standing over a steaming sink in pale green mohair singing "Edelweiss." She looks absolutely radiant.
  • Woolworth's

    Woolworth's
    Around 1968 Patty Bryant and I run out on the check at Woolworth's
  • Dinner

    Dinner
    Around 1969 I tell my parents over dinner that I'd live with a man before I'd marry him. Dad says it's unnatural. I tell him to get his own dessert.
  • My sister

    My sister
    Around 1972 my sister tells me and my parents she's gay. Dad says it's unnatural and they start arguing. I keep quiet. Mom goes into the kitchen to make sundaes.
  • I'm Leaving

    I'm Leaving
    Around 1978 I leave home to move in with Jack. Dad and I are standing in the driveway. They don't want me to go. He's Jewish. Mom packs ham sandwiches and slips me two twenties. I move back in three months.
  • Funerals

    Funerals
    Around 1979 my friend Sandy plays taps at a funeral gig, so I go along. i walk up to the casket in my boots and fur jacket. I'm checking out the deceased when a woman grabs my elbow. She wants to know how I knew Harold.
  • Elevators

    Elevators
    Around 1981 we run into your old girlfriend on an elevator. She's wearing black leather pants and a tank top. She asks how I like New York. We are all sweating bullets. I want to say it sucks, but the doors open and she's gone. we miss our floor.