SPEAKING PERSONALLY; CHANCE ENCOUNTER WITH BITTER CHILDHOOD MEMORIES

When I was 8, he took me out to the alleyway behind the row houses for a lesson on how to ride a two-wheeler. Every kid my age in the neighborhood was already an accomplished racer, but I wasn't quite as fearless. Still, I wanted to impress [Jerry]. ''This'll be easy,''...

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Published inThe New York times
Main Authors Cranford., JIM WALTZER, Jim Waltzer lives in
Format Newspaper Article
LanguageEnglish
Published New York, N.Y New York Times Company 07.02.1988
EditionLate Edition (East Coast)
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FAMILIES AND FAMILY LIFE
WALTZER, JIM
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Summary:When I was 8, he took me out to the alleyway behind the row houses for a lesson on how to ride a two-wheeler. Every kid my age in the neighborhood was already an accomplished racer, but I wasn't quite as fearless. Still, I wanted to impress [Jerry]. ''This'll be easy,'' I said. ''A snap.'' ''A snap, huh?'' he spat out. ''Look at all these kids, all younger than you.'' ''Well,'' he said as he reached the bottom, ''your mother's still in one piece.''
ISSN:0362-4331