I Don’t Remember Much After That
I used to think that the words to “Precious and Few” (are the moments we two can share), a very popular song in the ’60’s had to do with birds. Precious and few are the moments we toucans share. Wrong on that one. But
that’s okay because my oldest once old me that for forever she thought Elton John was singing, “I guess that’s why they call that stuff glue.” Probably an ad for a new super glue, huh?
I also used to believe that I could get the best of my dad when I was a teenager. He started in with a lecture - it was a standard one - he had done it many a time. (You’ll understand the significance of that in a minute.) Anyway, he started. “All your life you are going to have rules. Some of them you aren’t going to like. But you will always have to follow them…” You get the idea.
I was about 14. I thought I was immortal. Nothing could touch me. I would live forever and I KNEW in my heart of hearts, that I was far more clever than my father.
“Here it comes,” I said. “Lecture Number 63.”
Pause.
I don’t remember much after that. I would love to tell you what happened (well, maybe not) but I just flat out don’t remember.
That goes in with the belief that I used to have that my father could always take me out, no matter how smart I was or how old I was, or how old he became. I was right. I never did get as smart as him. Funny how those things work.
Anyway, I have digressed into a thoughtful bit that would be more interesting closer to Father’s Day. But I am thinking it now and so I am sharing it now. And I am also telling you about a funny site that I know you will enjoy and perhaps see yourself reflected in. Take a look. It brings back memories!
I Used To Believe - The Childhood Belief Site
Adelle Tilton



