The Famous Big Stick Ambuxh: autobiographic sketches from my early life

My Birth, My Hospital, My First Birthday ... Three of My Grandparents Were Immigrants. ... I Stopped Clicking My Cup. ... WWII: I do not remember it, but ... ＂V＂ for victory! ... The balloon that embarrassed my mother. ... Two-Year-Old’s Photographic Memory: Joliet Trip, Summer 1945 ... Bed and Bath ... I Raced Marbles on the Slant of the Sunny Front-Porch Floor ... Slinky Made Me Do It ... Sick Had a Warm Side ... There Were Worlds Under Bushes. ... The Day I Stole 212 Dollars from My Mother ... The Day I Saved My House
from Burning Down ... I Try to Paint My White House--the Paint in the Can is Black ... Three Ice-Cream Memories ... ＂If I had only ...＂ I disliked this adult lament. ... I psychoanalyzed old ladies on my way to the communion rail. ... Snow Tunnels and Kitchen Chairs: Fantasy of Youth, Practicality of Adulthood ... The Famous, Big-Stick Ambush ... There was Nickel, the cat with a hole in his neck. ... Dad’s Helper ... Plow Horses ... A Baby Bull Knocked Me Out--kind of ... Country Kids, City Kids ... At Grandma Pratt’s House ... My First Day of School at Saint Columba ... Appendicitis and Lucy ... Bee in Shirt, Tongue on Banister. ... Chased by Hulking Brothers: a Bullying Question ... ＂Move over, I Can’t Sing On Tune.＂ Shouting Distance ... Before the Arclights ... My Glider Glided Forever. ... The Ragman ... We Played Fake War ... Watching a Circus Not Rise ... Broken Windows ... Jerry’s Arrow: Stupidest Thing I’ve Ever Done ... Invasion of the Honeybees ... Dogs at the Door ... Pits, Yards, Machines ... Quicksand