I saw something as a boy that I’ve never forgotten. I told adults about it and even took them back to the spot, but by then the family had blended into a crowded place built for happiness.

Having grown up in a world of, “I love you,” and, “I’m proud of you,” I wasn’t prepared for my introduction to another one.

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No Going Back

If I could go back

In time go to Disney when

That baby was hit

So hard in public back when

We did nothing about it

Stunned round red shock-faced

Showed no emotion to slaps

Stared through as if dis-

Connected doll eyes hollow

Mid-40s if still seeing

Day’s drive to boy-think

Can we go back to that place

What did you forget

I’m not forgetting something

I lost something remembered

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