Wednesday, July 26, 2006
New Beginning 6
Anyone who has met me would tell you that I am an ordinary man. Plain in face, quiet in nature, unexciting in every sense of the word. And they would be right, for the most part, because my life has been filled with very ordinary happenings.
I was born in a small town in western Illinois, only child to an accountant and a housekeeper. With the exception of their different views of all things spiritual, my parents got along very well. My father quietly read his bible in his study, while my mother allowed him his fantasies of a God, and heaven and hell. She didn't believe in any of it, preferring to live her life simply and go through each day as if it were her last one, ever. She advised me to do the same, enjoy each day and have no hope of there being anything beyond this world. As a small child might, I took this to mean that there would be no consequences for me to face later and therefore I spent a lot of time facing consequences with her, my teachers, and a couple of times with the law.
Now, only now, as I pen this memoir from a fire pit in hell, it dawns on me: my father was not quite the idiot my mother led me to believe.
Opening: Cheryl Mills.....Continuation: Evil Editor