The next chapter of KID STUFF, the memoir of my unusual, un-traumatic childhood, deals with the special age of 12 when I’d decided to go by the name of Ricky. That Edenic interlude in Arkansas, blessed by the splendid companionship of a boy named Kay. is called TWO LITTLE SAVAGES, for an ancient novel written and illustrated by Ernest Thompson Seton.

“The dam was a great success.”

Covering my last year of innocence, when my head still totally empty of carnal knowledge, the chapter involves a truck-stop café out in the wilderness, lots of dogs and hogs, squirrel hunting, and enchanting forest landscapes. Unfortunately, our dam was not a great success.

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