Day 265
I've never done this before, you know? I've never taken this many looks back at what my life has entailed. This entire year's worth of daily blogging has so often been about looking backward in order to look forward in a new way. Perspective. That's what I've been finding all along.
Today I'd like to share a few little flashes of memories past, recollections and musings that could be blog entries of their own.
My little sister Marilyn (19 months younger than me) taught me how to tie my shoes.
I enjoyed mowing the front lawn at our family's home in Rockville Centre, mostly because we lived on a busy street, and I wanted people to see me doing something masculine.
I started and ran a semi-regular family newspaper called The Brennan Weekly...that wasn't at all weekly. I eventually changed the title to The Family Seasonal, and tried my best to get content from various family members to fill it, but it was a lot of work in a pre-internet world.
While working at the A&P, a friend and I found discarded security tapes. They were sticking out beneath some other trash, so we rescued them and laughed to see coworkers on camera. One of the tapes had more than we expected though: a gay porn scene! It was the first time I'd ever seen something like that, and I secretly kept the tape for months before destroying it out of fear.
I was a well known altar boy and Bishop's Server at St. Agnes Cathedral, earned Altar Boy of the Month honors once too, and all the priests knew me by name. Even years later when I'd receive communion at church, they'd recognize me: "The body of Christ, Sean." [blog entry to come]
I was a Newsday delivery boy, as I've mentioned already, and once had to collect money from a young man who answered the door in just his tighty whities. [blog entry to come]
I was a babysitter for quite a while, and was paid well to watch several kids around my neighborhood when their parents went out. [blog entry to come]
Despite every indication that I'd be a child of the 90s, having been born in May 1975, the 80s have always felt more special to me, mostly because as the 90s arrived, everything started changing so quickly. I'll always see the 80s as synonymous with all the fun and innocence of my youth.
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Tomorrow begins the last 100 days of this daily blog series.
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