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Year

1994

3 entries

  1. Saturday, January 1, 1994 · Don Krumpos

    People asked me when I was young:

    People asked me when I was young: “Did losing your mom affect you?” I told them no. Of course not. I was resilient. Kids bounce back. But something inside me went quiet for years. Grief settles like dust — you…

  2. Saturday, January 1, 1994 · Don Krumpos

    Factory.

    Factory. Retail. Toy store. Data entry. I ricocheted through jobs in my twenties like an object in zero gravity — nothing held me, nothing felt like mine. I was obedient in childhood, but adulthood required choosing, and I had no…

  3. Friday, April 1, 1994 · Don Krumpos

    The First Trip

    Spring–Fall 1994 --- I had maybe eight thousand dollars. For someone who'd never had money, it burned a hole in my pocket. Dad was obsessed with work. Helen was just starting college. Mom's lifelong horse, Troy, had just died at…