Entertainment |
|||
|
|||
The Ledge [1957--a Sketch]
Nautical Star Tattoos The History, Meaning And Symbolism The LedgeThe history, meaning and symbolism of nautical star tattoos is a hotly debated topic.' Today many different groups have adopted the Nautical star tattoo as a symbol for their own movement and ..... [1957] It was during this time when I would come to visit Mike Reassert, mostly in the summers, but all year round for the most part (I was ten years old back then, Mike was nine). Sometimes it was early in the mornings and Id throw rocks at his window to wake him up, but Mike would never wake up that easy. Oh no, it was not so simple, He slept like an old rock, similar to an old man that dozes off to sleep and it takes a knock on the head to wake him up, or two or three; all in all, Mike never had a hard time sleeping for sure. He had a bed close to a window, and they had a one room apartment, that is to say, there were two beds on one side of the room, a rope dividing Mike from his parents, and a blanket used as a divider. Thus, Mike slept right next to the blanket, and his parents but a few feet away, beyond the blanket, against the wall. There was a small separate kitchen, with a corner table, room from two people to seat, one at each corner. And in the main room were an old sofa chair, a standup ashtray, and a black and white TV set. As I was about to say: but then neither did I have a hard time sleeping back then, I suppose, with all the energy we had he and I, we slept well when it came nighttime; yes, ah, yes, we exerted our energy on our daily adventures, it was a wonder where we found all that vigor in the first place. In any case, I wouldafter having thrown the rockI would, figure, I perhaps should throw another rock; if I had to throw another rock, but I was always a ting apprehensive Id bust the windowin consequence, I told myself: Go to: Plan B1yes indeed, and that is what I did, most of the times. And so through the front building door Id go, climb the three flights of stairs, rush through the hallways, open a few more doors on the way, so the light would chase the dark away. (There was a pale-smell, of moss like odor in the building, as if it had old wet booksat one timein there, in there for a hundred-years and so, and when theyd dried out, they had left something behind; the smell disturb me, yet, somehow I got acclimated to itkind of; I say, I almost became unconscious to this acclimation processhow possible, I dont know, or perhaps I do, that is to say, anyone that can work in a slaughterhouse, as I did some years later, and not smell the putrid-ness of it, has gotten acclimated to the maximum: so it is believable. Then Id lay open the window at the end of the hallway, on the third floor, next to Mikes apartment, overlooking the dumpster. There, there to his right was a ledge, a fat, not fat, a wide heavy looking kind of ledge, not too disturbing, and so Id step out on it, and over to the side was his window, Mikes window, and Mikes head was usually by the window; or under his covers, and I normally could tell his shape, so if he wasnt in bed, hed be in the kitchen or bathroom in the hallway and Id wait until he came back in the apartment. Anime Content And Its Effects After a few taps on the window, Mike would normally wake uplook once or twice to see if it was me (who else), rub his eyes, look surprised and open the window (the few times he didnt his father or mother would say, your buddys at the damn window again, cant he use the door for godssake!) and hed get dressed, and wed go running off to the wild-blue-yonder again: which was really some place, any place throughout the city of St. Paul, Minnesota. And accordingly thats how it was: we were both impatient, and waiting to be teenagers. And then when we were, well, thats another story.According to the Internet age early in the 1990s, Anime was slowly approaching to its fans diversely across the web. Different websites were made to ..... Written 2002/revised 8/2005 Poet/Author Dennis Siluk, see his website for books and travels at: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com or go to http://www.amazon.com |
|
||