BURGER SCOOT

Category: Childhood

  • Wet Towels and Menacing Mustaches

    In an earlier post, I wrote about my fear and awkwardness about being naked with other men. I thought I never would figure out why it was such a big deal. I took philosophy classes back in college in which the professors would ask us why humans are so fascinated…

  • On Certain Saturdays

    Occasionally, when the weather isn’t prohibitive, I walk to a café about two miles from my house. It’s good exercise—and usually boring as hell. The route I take brings me by a small camper, maybe only 15 feet long and not very tall. I’d imagined it was for sleeping only—no…

  • Loose Cannons and Gun Control

    One winter when I was a teenager, my father, brother, my brother’s friend (I’ll call him “Bob”), and I took up pheasant hunting. I am not sure how this came about. I think my father’s fishing buddy had suggested hunting. It was an interesting venture, but I am sure I…

  • Why I Don’t Build Boats for a Living

    While it does not happen every day, occasionally when strangers learn my last name, they feel the need to comment on it. When I was a kid, older folks would hear or read my name and ask if I am related to the famous classic movie star. Alas, I am…

  • Hoop Dreams

    I’ve never been good at sports, and my interest in professional sports has always been inconsistent, at best. When I was a child, I followed the Oakland As and spent many a summer’s day trying to catch Reggie Jackson’s home run balls, but I spent most of my time out…

  • My Forbidden Love for the Fedora

    I’m thinking about buying a fedora. I’ve always loved the style, even though you rarely see anybody wearing them these days. I don’t think the fedora ever really returned to fashion from the 1940’s, but, maybe, I could start a trend. The entry for Fedora in Wikipedia.com gives a list…

  • WWJS

    But those things which proceed out of the mouth come from the heart, and they defile a man. – Matthew 15:18 About a year ago I realized I needed to cut out all the cussing I was doing around the guys at work. I didn’t cuss that much to begin…