A place to waste some time

Author: Tony Smith

A Legend

One summer evening in 1965 a boat, a car and a lake all became part of a family legend.

Tommy and I

I gave my soul a name, Tommy.

In the 1960’s, I went to confession at Saint Joe’s Catholic Church in Libertyville, Illinois.

Ours was a common post-war catholic family.  Nine kids, five boys and four girls, bouncing off each other 24/7.  We all went to the same mass every Sunday and sucked up a whole pew.

My First Rodeo

You only get one first rodeo.  

Mine happened on a hot Thursday afternoon in July of 1967.

The Geezers Club

It happened. I got old. Middle age is in the rear view mirror and here I sit an old fart still trying to figure it out.

How I Became a Juvenile Delinquent

On a Saturday afternoon in June of 1962, when I was seven years old, I left my hometown without a parent for the first time. That day, my three older brothers and I drove from our house in Libertyville, Illinois to Lake Forest, Illinois.

The Gremlin

Sometimes it takes only a few minutes for the world to jerk you from one stage of your life to the next.

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