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Nancy Roman

Tag Archives: Childhood Memories

I Love It Now

Sometimes we make up our mind early about stuff – and those opinions stick with us forever. Some of the things I loved as I kid I still love: – Clothes so soft they make you hug yourself. – Warm beach sand squishing through your toes. – Tuna sandwiches with a side of potato chips. …

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Rapunzel – The Mature Version

It was August of 1965, and I was about to start high school. This called for a significant style change.  I was more than ready to leave behind the grammar school uniforms and pick up the makeup. I remember sitting on a blanket at Burr Pond (a nearby park) with my Aunt Pat. Aunt Pat was …

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Dimples

Last night’s waitress brought back a memory from over 50 years ago. She had a wondrous set. Of Dimples. I was around ten years old when it finally dawned on me that I might not actually be the most beautiful child that had ever appeared on the planet. I had an inkling of that reality …

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How I Won The Dance Contest

I’ve been an ungrateful little blogger. Bloggers love other bloggers, and they like to give each other prizes. The first time someone presented me with a blogging award, I was happy – but skeptical. When you accept on a blogging prize, you have to pass it on to five, seven, or maybe even fifty-seven other …

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Drive-In

You know what I miss? I miss the Drive-In. Drive-Ins were such a weird invention. Some nut-case (actually his name was Hollingshead) way back in the twenties decided that it would be a great idea to sit in your car and watch a movie. It took about twenty years to perfect the screen and the sound… …

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Riding In The Car With Daddy

When I was a kid, my father liked to take us all for a ride in the car. Gas was cheap then. We’d drive up to the airport and watch the planes take off. That was exciting in the fifties. None of us thought we would ever get in one. Sometimes we’d go out after …

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The Best Book I Ever Read

We haven’t had much snow this Winter (Autumn, however, was ridiculous). We had a little snow last weekend, and as I looked out over the slope of our backyard, I thought about sledding. And the image of sledding always reminds me of… Annette Funicello. When I was about ten, I became friends with a girl …

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No Wonder

I heard the bad news on the radio. Wonder Bread has filed for bankruptcy. Again. It’s only been two years since Hostess Brands originally filed for bankruptcy. Apparently that wasn’t enough time to get the American public excited again about Twinkies and Ding Dongs. That surprises me, because a lot of Americans look like they …

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Not Quite Right, Dr. Freud

I was reminded the other day of Freud’s theory that by age six or so, a young girl is devastated by the realization that she doesn’t have a penis. She experiences this as a great loss that affects her for the rest of her life. I think I read about Freud’s claims when I was …

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