Personal observations of one writer. Frequent references to pop culture, blues music and lifetime truths.
Thursday, March 30, 2017
Gary Redux
Gary
It took me a while to get this picture (taken by David Soffa) of Gary. But here it is, at last.
Gary was one of the most memorable kids in the St. George Homes back in the early 1970s simply because of his voice. High Pitched doesn't really come close, rather pre pubescent sums it up. Like a few of the other kids Gary had a fixation. Comic Book superheroes, to be sure. But not their images, more like the words used in their exploits. Think Batman and think Pow and Zap and BOOOOM!
At some point in his formative years those comics were all he had and he managed to incorporate all those adjectives and verbs into his reality. Even in this photo, Gary is about to smile. He laughed a good deal. Laughed and
smiled when uttering those action words,
laughed and smiled when being hit by other kids in the home. His agggression was sublimely passive and that further inspired his tormentors. Of all the kids I recall, Gary was perhaps the most lovable. His histrionics often took the form of self-deprecation. "I can't do anything right..." "Everything always turns out wrong." Just imagine that in the voice of a pre-pubescent 12 year old. But Gary was centered in his own way. Despite the violence that surrounded him daily, he managed to find humor more often than all the others. Today, when I think about Gary, I realize that he must be in his late 50s by now. My hope is that his voice is as deep and mellow as his disposition could be. I hope, too that a few things have gone right for him.
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