tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post1956139474288552036..comments2024-03-27T13:10:17.362-07:00Comments on The Luna Park Gazette: Climbing the StairsRob Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04741955202727936194noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-62857317860033800312016-10-26T10:43:12.092-07:002016-10-26T10:43:12.092-07:00Thanks, Bijoux! I'm back in Brooklyn now, jet-...Thanks, Bijoux! I'm back in Brooklyn now, jet-flagged and grumpy!Rob Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04741955202727936194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-20587463177994583222016-10-26T07:30:08.971-07:002016-10-26T07:30:08.971-07:00A wonderful memory, Rob. Wishing you safe travels ...A wonderful memory, Rob. Wishing you safe travels this week.Bijouxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05788630004051883635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-81933994767141040912016-10-25T10:18:15.440-07:002016-10-25T10:18:15.440-07:00Thanks, brother, it certainly is a little bit of b...Thanks, brother, it certainly is a little bit of both!Rob Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04741955202727936194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-58824577922478616912016-10-25T09:52:12.435-07:002016-10-25T09:52:12.435-07:00Beautiful memory. I imagine it to be somewhat pain...Beautiful memory. I imagine it to be somewhat painful, too.<br /><br />Greetings from London.A Cuban In Londonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16423293358605007539noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-41059669444660344482016-10-23T18:34:19.106-07:002016-10-23T18:34:19.106-07:00Hey, Ron, isn't it funny how similar our child...Hey, Ron, isn't it funny how similar our childhood experiences were! <br /><br />The basement was a scary place, but kind of fun, too. I wrote the first draft of this post in that writing class I had mentioned earlier and I'm very happy with it. The class has really helped my writing tremendously. <br /><br />Take care, buddy, and have a great week!Rob Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04741955202727936194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10214458.post-69695946397144041122016-10-23T09:48:44.491-07:002016-10-23T09:48:44.491-07:00Oh Rob, what a fabulous childhood memoir post! The...Oh Rob, what a fabulous childhood memoir post! The way you described your basement was very much the same as mine when I was a kid living in a row home in West Oak Lane, Philadelphia. Like you, I remember being scared as shit to go down the stairs that disappeared into blackness. <br /><br />That too was the place that my parents kept our Christmas presents before bringing them up and placing them under the tree on Christmas Eve.<br /><br />"We all have a bit of a Saint Nick and a bit of the monster inside us. We’re all balanced on the brink of darkness, waiting to see which one is climbing up the stairs."<br /><br />Love how you said that!<br /><br />Great post, buddy! Hope you're enjoying yourself in Dallas. See ya when you get back.Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.com