A collection of memories from my childhood in suburban New Jersey:
Waking Up — Realizing that I was alive and separate from my environment
Estaugh Avenue — Where I spent the first years of my life in the late 1960's
The Playground — Remembering the day I completely lost myself in time
Mountwell — The woods at the end of my street in Haddonfield
Road Dreams — Dreaming of travel while growing up in Haddonfield, NJ
Journaling — Realizing the value of re-reading what I'd written
The Orchard — Working at an apple and peach orchard in high school
Less is More — Sometimes the best thing is to stop trying so hard
EdSamm's — Working at a machine shop in high school
College — How I went about deciding where I would go to college
Westbound — Pondering on my deep desire to travel
Time Traveler's Reverie
The world into which we were born feels so solid and permanent when we are young, but when we look back we can see that it was crumbling before our eyes. We all carry inside us a world that only exists in memory; people, places, and things are all decayed and passed away.
These are the memories of my childhood that have withstood the flood between then and now. Like a time traveller projected into the future, these islands of memory exist only in my mind.