Archive for June, 2014


Friday, June 13th, 2014

…so like a river, the snow melts, flows down the river to the ocean, then pulled back up into the atmosphere and carried back. The cycle comes back and begins anew. The difference between me twenty five years ago and me now, is the memories. Maybe we should all write a memoir at some time, if only to keep the history real. This particular place in time has come back from the ocean of memory, evaporated and rained back down on me. My first real job was in a comic book store, I think I was sixteen or seventeen, loved reading comic books, and thought i had it me to be a drummer. My drum lessons were in Lynnwood across from the roller rink (a memory for another post.) Down the road was an old shopping center, (Lynn-something, The Farmers Market grocery store was there, Jerry’s loan and pawn shop {still there, holy shit} and a Mobil gas station.) there resided The Comic Bin. The owners were Husband and wife %%%%%%%%. Husband was a drummer.

I must disclose now. These memories are triggered. Today coming home from work Wife messaged me through Facebook. I found her there a few years back while trying to find Todd, (Facebook is strange like that.) I thought it was strange I couldn’t find him, my thought and perception of Husband was that he was advancing in his career. He was killed. Those were the words.

The memories were not though.

Today I remembered sitting with Husband at the shop after closing. We were going through a trading card box, trying to make a complete set. As we each opened a pack, we would put the gum from that pack in our mouths. By the time we had finished, and still not finished a complete set of cards, we had a wad of gum in our mouths the size of a golf ball. I remember pulling out of the parking lot and him sticking his head out his car window and letting the ball of gum fall out of him mouth. It bounced when it hit the ground.

That’s one memory. I got a few others that I hadn’t thought of in a lot of years.