Memoirous

I’ve mentioned here at my blog that I’m working on a non–fiction project that I’m loosely labeling a cycling memoir: Francis and Me. There are several junctures, actually multiple junctures, where I ask myself: does this make sense? Regarding, will the reader get this, believe it? Mostly dealing with kids on bikes. You know what I’m referring here to: the 1970s. To that period of time where –for some reason—kids were not supervised. This past weekend I was in Sheboygan, WI for the Stoneboat literary journal 10th anniversary open mic reading (I was a contributor). One woman made an interesting observation. When she was a kid it seemed as if women had limited freedom, but kids could do whatever they wanted. As opposed to today, where women have greater latitude when to comes to work and academic options, and kids have little freedom. I’ve appreciated and blogged here before about Jonathan Goldstein’s writing on This American Life. He has a podcast called Heavyweight (Gim...