Category: Childhood

• My Dreams Are Made Of Iron And Steel

  I don’t dream the way I did in past years.  I miss that because those nighttime adventures were something to behold.  The visions of H. P. Lovecraft, Bram Stoker and Steven Spielberg were mere cartoons when compared to the places I would go in the hours beyond midnight…when REM sleep was most active. Very rarely…

  patrickjegan

  July 6, 2015

  Blogging, Childhood, Dreams, Family, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, New York City, Real Personal History

  cemetery, dreams, erotic dreams, nightmares, NYC, owego ny

• The Empty Bedroom

  This was once my bedroom. There was a time when this room was packed full of the stuff of life… From a crib made in the mid-1940’s, I would look out at the flowered wallpaper.  Maybe a mobile hung just out of my reach, and moved about when a breeze caught it from a partly…

  patrickjegan

  July 2, 2015

  Blogging, Childhood, Family, Holding onto the Past, Home, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, non-fiction, Real Personal History

  bedroom, boyhood, broken heart, childhood girlfriend, crib, fathers, growing up, memories, mothers, owego ny

• Finding Peter

  [Lenny is on the left. Peter is happy to be in Pennsylvania] It was here in the Adirondack Mountains that I walked up to the wall of a ranger cabin.  It was a far off December night, when my heart and body were young.  I had a flashlight in my shaking hand, and read by…

  patrickjegan

  June 30, 2015

  Blogging, Childhood, Friendship, Holding onto the Past, Memories, non-fiction, Real Personal History

  bike trips, coming of age, finding lost friends, high school, owego ny, PA, teenage years