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  • William E. Elston, Painting in Vinegar Flats c.1984. Photograph by Rick Graff

The following consists of my autobiography. Current research tells us that memory is not a static and linear stream that we can dip our toes into at will, but rather it is a collection of images and narrative fragments with which we actively reconstruct our pasts.

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The following consists of my autobiography. Current research tells us that memory is not a static and linear stream that we can dip our toes into at will, but rather it is a collection of images and narrative fragments with which we actively reconstruct our pasts.

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  • Plastic Man, 1953.

There was a bird. It was a robin redbreast, hopping around on the dry grass, pecking at dead leaves and dirt. There was also a boy of about four or five, by himself. He had conceived, in the chill air, the idea of sneaking up behind the robin and grasping the bird by the tail.

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There was a bird. It was a robin redbreast, hopping around on the dry grass, pecking at dead leaves and dirt. There was also a boy of about four or five, by himself. He had conceived, in the chill air, the idea of sneaking up behind the robin and grasping the bird by the tail.

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Children never remember the logistics and difficulties of moving. They remember living in one place, and then another. I was no different. We were in Spirit Lake, then we were in Glenrose Prairie, an unincorporated area southeast of Spokane. For the parents it is quite different. "One move is worth two fires," according to Benjamin Franklin.

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Children never remember the logistics and difficulties of moving. They remember living in one place, and then another. I was no different. We were in Spirit Lake, then we were in Glenrose Prairie, an unincorporated area southeast of Spokane. For the parents it is quite different. "One move is worth two fires," according to Benjamin Franklin.

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  • Bonubos.

During our first year in Glenrose Prairie, a family moved next door, in the house to the west. The father was a greaser, with a ducktail and fins, and a pack of camels rolled up in his short shirtsleeve. His son Dickie was a carbon copy, sans the cigarettes. Dickie was my age, and had two teenage sisters, Sherry and Pernie.

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During our first year in Glenrose Prairie, a family moved next door, in the house to the west. The father was a greaser, with a ducktail and fins, and a pack of camels rolled up in his short shirtsleeve. His son Dickie was a carbon copy, sans the cigarettes. Dickie was my age, and had two teenage sisters, Sherry and Pernie.

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  • Jerry Mahoney.

Bruce Redding had access to a transistor radio, and we carried it everywhere, listening to KJRB, a local radio station. Dee-jays of the period played an eclectic mix of genre, including show tunes and movie themes, rock & roll, rhythm and blues, gunfighter ballads and country and western, folk music, nightclub crooners and occasional jazz. We liked Roy Orbison, Del Shannon, Gene Pitney, Fats Domino, Bo Diddly, The Shirelles, The Crystals, Smokey Robinson and the Miracles, Bobby Blue Bland, Ray Charles, Nat King Cole, Marty Robbins, Acker Bilk, Mary Wells, Henry Mancini and on and on.  

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Bruce Redding had access to a transistor radio, and we carried it everywhere, listening to KJRB, a local radio station. Dee-jays of the period played an eclectic mix of genre, including show tunes and movie themes, rock & roll, rhythm and blues, gunfighter ballads and country and western, folk music, nightclub crooners and occasional jazz. We liked Roy Orbison, Del Shannon, Gene Pitney, Fats Domino, Bo Diddly, The Shirelles, The Crystals, Smokey Robinson and the Miracles, Bobby Blue Bland, Ray Charles, Nat King Cole, Marty Robbins, Acker Bilk, Mary Wells, Henry Mancini and on and on.  

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  • Bela Lugosi as Dracula.

Hanging out at Silver Lanes Bowling Alley in Lincoln Heights shopping center was one of the few things that young boys were permitted to do. As long as someone was feeding the pinball machines we were tolerated. Not much thought had been put to providing meaningful pastimes for pre-teen youths with little or no cash. So much time was spent waiting for something to happen, and usually something  never did. Sometimes a fight would break out in the parking lot, and everyone would watch.

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Hanging out at Silver Lanes Bowling Alley in Lincoln Heights shopping center was one of the few things that young boys were permitted to do. As long as someone was feeding the pinball machines we were tolerated. Not much thought had been put to providing meaningful pastimes for pre-teen youths with little or no cash. So much time was spent waiting for something to happen, and usually something  never did. Sometimes a fight would break out in the parking lot, and everyone would watch.

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