I Am So Born
We lived, not in San Pablo’s compressed urban area, but in a rural outskirt area, on a small street called Willets Avenue. more…
Before Conception – Why I’m Here, Where I Came From
Fiction by Linda Jo Martin A few years back I started writing an autobiography … this is an excerpt, but I warn you in advance, it is 100% fictional. more…
I thought I went to Texas
Sometimes adults just don’t understand children. Texas is a state of mind. It doesn’t matter how long it takes to get there. more…
Contraband Song
I have few childhood memories of being in a church. My father took my sister and I to a Presbyterian Church for a few weeks. I was bored. He gave us each a dime – always a dime – to add to the collection dish when it came around. But though he was willing to […] more…
Adventure Maiden’s House
After we moved from San Pablo, when I was too young to remember (maybe I was two or three) we lived in a house built onto the hillside above El Cerrito, California, just south of The Arlington. The lower level was a garage. Stairs led to the front door – stairs I remember tumbling down, […] more…
The Long Shadow
It was late in the day; I was three years old. I saw my shadow ahead of me, so long, and it went past where my mother was walking. That shadow, so long and tall compared to my mother’s 5’9″ frame, made a deep impression on my psyche. With a start I realized it looked […] more…
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