Once upon a time, when I was five or six (1966 or 1967) my mommy took me to a mid-December kiddy Christmas live show at the Yokota USAF base in Japan, in where we lived. The auditorium was jampacked with moms and brats. Up front here was an MC who told jokes and stories, some cartoons, clowns, music etc. At some point, the host asked Hey, is it anyones birthday today? If it is, come on up and join me for some fun! Before my mother had noticed or could grab me, I had raised my hand and dashed up onto the stage with two or three other kids. My birthday is actually in June... Anyway, there were some fun and games onstage, and I eventually won the first prize (for a boy), which was a cowboy-style holster belt with TWO Colt cap guns, a felt cowboy hat and a scarf. Yay! After it was over, I slowly went back to my seat to face my mothers well-known scary ultra-serious frown (which Ive apparently inherited). She said Boy! What business did you have up there? You KNOW that its not your birthday! I looked at my goodies, pulled the brim of the hat down a tad, and said dryly It is NOW
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 23:56:54 +0000
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