Blogs about: 1945 1955
Postscript: Snakes In The Grass
petebyrne wrote 3 weeks ago: Returning to where you grew up has its hazards. Particularly if your old neighborhood had deter … more →
Chapter Thirty-Three: Poor, Poor, Pitiful Me
petebyrne wrote 3 weeks ago: I hadn’t seen Joanie Cannon since the previous August when our brief but intense romantic interlu … more →
Chapter Thirty-One: Turn, Turn, Turn
petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: Asked the circumstances of his breakthrough theorem, French mathematician Henri Poincaré was repor … more →
Chapter Thirty: Tell Them I'm Not Home
petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: I got in from school around three-thirty. At a quarter to four, the phone in the living room rings. … more →
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Lost Highway
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petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: After supper on a damp, mild Wednesday night in February of 1955, my father said he had to go somew … more →
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Duncannon Avenue
petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: On a beautiful Spring evening in 1953; fifteen years old, in trouble for drinking beer, staying out … more →
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Car Talk
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petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: Cars, “wheels,” automobiles; owned, borrowed, or just dreamed of, were the unifying element … more →
Chapter Twenty-Six: A Rotten Peach
petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: I was standing on the corner of Fifth and Wyoming early on a Friday night, mid to late summer, p … more →
Chapter Twenty-Five: Fishers Avenue
petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: The four-hundred block of Fishers Avenue that backed up to our house was an unbroken stretch of row … more →
Chapter Twenty-One: A Dedicated Follower of Fashion, Part II
petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: I was still upstairs in the bathroom when my father answered the door. I heard him shout to my moth … more →
Chapter Nineteen: Leon Broder
petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: Leon’s Luncheonette and I had a history. From my earliest school years, I was one of Leon Broder … more →
Chapter Eighteen: Good Friday Spell
petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: On a warm Good Friday, in the full knowledge of the solemnity expected of me, I chose instead to go … more →
Chapter Seventeen: A Dedicated Follower Of Fashion, Part I
petebyrne wrote 1 month ago: Not yet fourteen years old, alone and adrift in early adolescence, I wandered the decks of a Wilson … more →
Chapter Fifteen: The Facts Of Life
petebyrne wrote 2 months ago: The winter of 1950 lingered on into April. The gift of a warm, sunny Sunday caught us by surprise. … more →
Chapter Fourteen: Happy Birthday Patsy Mullins!
petebyrne wrote 2 months ago: I was coming down Fifth Street when I met Eddie Matthews who was coming the other way. In the cours … more →
Chapter Thirteen: Extra! Extra!
petebyrne wrote 2 months ago: There’s never been anything like a plan in my life. As things come up, I try to make what seems t … more →
Chapter Twelve: The Wilson Line
petebyrne wrote 2 months ago: “Don’t you go anywhere,” my mother called from the kitchen. At the age of ten, I’d already … more →
Chapter Eleven: Lindley Avenue
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petebyrne wrote 2 months ago: I hung out with a kid from my class at Incarnation, Otts O’Malley, who lived on Lindley Avenue ju … more →
Chapter Ten: Violence
petebyrne wrote 2 months ago: It was cold, late November or early December. We were on morning recess and I was in the sixth grad … more →
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