Monthly Archives: June 2012

My only real memory of my uncle Russ…

…is that he was really serious about a man’s need to wear a belt. In his universe, I think belts held the fabric of reality together. I don’t go near a belt without thinking of my uncle Russ.

True Story

Once upon a time, when I was a youngster, I had a pair of jeans with holes in the knees (I’ve had a bunch of those), and I referred to them proudly as my “Joey Ramone pants” in front of my mother.

“Oh, don’t make fun of him! Maybe his family’s poor and they can’t afford to buy him new jeans!”, my mom replied.