Monday, April 30, 2012

Remember when they brought back the Twilight Zone in the 1980s? One of those episodes, which is not very good, is about a boy who keeps his grandfather alive by telling him one long story. Every night he stops the story at an exciting spot so the grandfather must stay alive to hear what happens the next night. The episode takes place down south somewhere in the early 20th century, it is a great idea though the execution is a little bit dull. I used to tell stories with my grandfather when i was kid. I can not clearly remember but i do not think we would finish each others. I think i would tell one then he would tell one. Except it didn't happen down south deep in the Appalachian mountains but in a driveway in albany ny. Instead of the sounds of horses hooves, cicadas or crackling fires that were in this Twilight Zone, there was only lawn sprinklers and cars backing out of driveways. I cannot remember any of these stories at all, i only vaguely remember most of mine used the name Tom which i was utterly fascinated with when i was a kid. I think if i was thinking of a story and need a sort of generic main character i would always have a clearer vision of what this person would look like if they were named Tom. It just sounds right doesn't it?


Sheridan Dupre said...

Interesting. My main memory of Albany is of the Taconic and the Hudson River, large American cars smelling of cigarettes, bowls of M&Ms, the folding wooden door to the upstairs and its steep, carpeted staircase, and of course the magnificent playgroud off of Washington Avenue or whereever that was. And the lights at Christmas! The sidewalks. The front, screened-in porch!

And of course Grandpa chasing me after I ran over you on my bike. But that's a Connecticut memory.

Sheridan Dupre said...

Also, what is that picture???