When I write about my childhood - it sounds bizarre, even to me. Shortly after I started first grade, my father once again decided it was time to go someplace new...but once again, it didn't last long. The dynamics of my parent's relationship were already terrible - so who knows if this had something to do with it - cause or effect, at this point it doesn't really matter. In any event, my father had built a fairly successful painting business in Big Bear Lake but when he'd met my mother he had been a musician in several mildly successful bands...at some point in the 1970's he started playing music again, hanging out in nudist camps and then he started taking tai-chi lessons from a nomadic puppeteer named Rio.
Places I've Lived #4 - Mendocino, California
Places I've Lived #4 - Mendocino, California
Places I've Lived #4 - Mendocino, California
When I write about my childhood - it sounds bizarre, even to me. Shortly after I started first grade, my father once again decided it was time to go someplace new...but once again, it didn't last long. The dynamics of my parent's relationship were already terrible - so who knows if this had something to do with it - cause or effect, at this point it doesn't really matter. In any event, my father had built a fairly successful painting business in Big Bear Lake but when he'd met my mother he had been a musician in several mildly successful bands...at some point in the 1970's he started playing music again, hanging out in nudist camps and then he started taking tai-chi lessons from a nomadic puppeteer named Rio.