Blog 70 Continued

You see I was an original latch key kid.  My mother had to work and she didn’t have a car.  That meant I had to spend a great deal of time alone.  It was just the two of us after my brother left for the Air Force.  I think I was nine or ten.  I spent most of my time evaluating things.  I remember walking upstairs and going down and doing it again just to defy logic and feel what that felt like.  I studied the clock on the stove to the point of being very accurate about time without needing a watch.  I became, very often, accurate to the minute in guessing the time.  I had my chemistry set and microscope as well, but wasted little time doing homework.  That was boring.  I was most interested in introspection.

What was love?  I was twelve.  I figured I would learn that later on.  I remembered the query.  Ah the gifts that come from our wounds. See Blog 71 Honor (Gary)