I remember the first time I saw television. Lucille Hall was taking ballet lessons.
I remember the day John Kennedy was shot.
I remember that for my (fifth birthday all I wanted was an off-one-shoulder black satin evening gown. I got it. And I wore it to my birthday party.
I remember a dream said that my Mondrian period paitings were even better than Mondrian.
I remember a dream I have had often of being able to fly. (Without an airplane)
I remember many dreams of finding gold and jewels.
I remember a little boy I used to take care of after school while his mother worked.
I remember how much fun it was to punish him for being bad.
I remember a dream I used to have a lot of a beautiful red and yellow and black snake in bright green grass.
I remember St. Louis when I was very young.
I remember the tattoo shop next to the bus station and the two big lions in front of the Museum of Art.
I remember round cards.
I remember squaw dresses.
I remember big fat ties with fish on them.
I remember the first ball point pens. They skipped, and deposited little balls of ink that would accumulate on the point.
I remember rainbow pads.