tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post5093099337899578288..comments2024-03-18T21:16:14.441-04:00Comments on Jungle Red Writers: Do YOU Remember? Jungle Red Writershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646429819267618412noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-56987211405162707222016-02-21T18:36:13.800-05:002016-02-21T18:36:13.800-05:00Oh Kait, I love that you learned to read because o...Oh Kait, I love that you learned to read because of the comics. That's fabulous!<br /><br />And Pat, if you had a big brother who was the ringleader, that made you impressionable also. Impressionable and precocious, what wonderful traits to have! :-) <br /><br />Hi Ritter, Oh, you're like my mom was in remembering things. It just amazes me when people can do that. I hope you enjoy the anthology...especially, of course, my story... :-)Terry Ambrosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14859532145979982213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-3343991069851314582016-02-20T17:49:23.890-05:002016-02-20T17:49:23.890-05:00What a wonderful post! And a wonderful charity! My...What a wonderful post! And a wonderful charity! My husband remembers nothing either--I'm the one who can quote conversations from thirty years ago and remember what color the walls were. But my childhood was different from yours Terry, in that I think I must have fallen in love with books all on my own. I remember begging people to teach me how to read when I was about four because reading aloud wasn't a big thing the rest of my family liked to do--or really read at all. But it propelled me to learn to read early, and I haven't stopped since. So, a win-win in all :) Now I have to get over to Amazon and buy that anthology!Ritter Ameshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08061350506378402974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-12194918159693941892016-02-20T15:58:52.138-05:002016-02-20T15:58:52.138-05:00Precocious? That's a nice way to describe my b...Precocious? That's a nice way to describe my behavior. Hey. I had a big brother who was a ringleader. My parents enrolled us in book clubs so we always had lots of books to read, from Dr Seuss to the classics. And I don't mean the comic books. I do remember sneaking out of bed at night and creeping out to the hallway to read my Nancy Drew books by the hall light.Pat Dnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-86121192577569979732016-02-20T15:06:38.391-05:002016-02-20T15:06:38.391-05:00What a great cause. I love it, reading is so impor...What a great cause. I love it, reading is so important, as a child and as an adult. Do I remember my childhood? Nope, not a whole lot. As Hank said, it's in snapshots. The snapshots start early (my first is of a blue rug from the apartment we moved from before I was a year old, my second is of my brother pushing me on a swing and I'm wearing those high top white shoes of a certain era), but they are far from complete. <br /><br />Reading, oh, that was a different story. my parents read to me all the time, fiction and non-fiction and most importantly (to them, not me) a topic from The Book of Knowledge every night. I learned to read at age 2. Why? Now this I do remember - my father refused to read me Prince Valiant comics in the Sunday paper. Kaithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07758348842858993203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-80091859099209031472016-02-20T14:36:32.554-05:002016-02-20T14:36:32.554-05:00I remember some things but not as vividly as my si...I remember some things but not as vividly as my sisters do. As the oldest and only boy, I think my experiences were a little bit different. I remember the public library being useful in my argument about being allowed to ride my bike further. I don't remember reading a lot of my parents' books, but I was allowed to order them from Scholastic Book Services... I remember Encyclopedia Brown and Emil and the Detectives. Jim Collinsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-33211551619427628192016-02-20T14:22:36.793-05:002016-02-20T14:22:36.793-05:00Hi Keenan, thanks for your support! I'm amazed...Hi Keenan, thanks for your support! I'm amazed by people who remember the kind of detail you do. <br /><br />Thank you, Tricia! I suppose you're right about the arguments, that would "ramp up the tension" as we writers like to say! :-) What a could of wonderful influences you had that introduced you to writing.<br /><br />Pat, it sounds like you were "precocious" :-)<br /><br />Hi Debs, it's always a pleasure to be here. It's interesting that you remember the places, but not the events. Memory is really funny, isn't it?Terry Ambrosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14859532145979982213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-78371188654451011722016-02-20T14:16:08.631-05:002016-02-20T14:16:08.631-05:00Hi Hallie, funny you should mention a piano—that w...Hi Hallie, funny you should mention a piano—that was another time I made my mom not so happy...she wanted to learn to play piano and was having a hard time. I'd played accordion for years and sat down one day. Played a bit...yeah, not happy then, either. Another one of those things she told me later on. <br /><br />Hi Lucy, I agree about no politicians! And, thanks FChurch for checking out the anthology! <br /><br />I would think hiding in a closet to read would definitely be one of those vivid experiences that would stick with you, Claire. Thanks for sharing that!<br /><br />Thank goodness for books, right Susan?Terry Ambrosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14859532145979982213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-49370808410380067652016-02-20T14:08:21.195-05:002016-02-20T14:08:21.195-05:00Hi Joan Edith, and Gram, you're so lucky to ha...Hi Joan Edith, and Gram, you're so lucky to have those memories of your childhood. I've never quite understood why some people do have the memories and some don't. <br /><br />And Kathy Reel, what a fabulous story about varnishing yourselves into a corner! Thanks for checking out my website and the anthology. You may have also seen that I have a McKenna short mystery available for free. It's called Mytery of the Lei Palaoa and can be found on <a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B019L0PB30" rel="nofollow">Amazon</a> and B&N.<br /><br />TerryTerry Ambrosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14859532145979982213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-87187272735317972112016-02-20T13:39:49.278-05:002016-02-20T13:39:49.278-05:00Hi Terry! It's always so nice to have you hear...Hi Terry! It's always so nice to have you hear, and the anthology is a great idea. For those of us for who reading means so much, it's great to give back.<br /><br />I have really strong place memories from my childhood. I loved the house I grew up in and sometimes I still dream about it, so many years later. But my event memories are very spotty, more like snapshots, really, and I've never been able to remember conversations. I had a friend once who could, I swear, remember every word of every conversation she'd ever had. That sounds pretty cool, but actually, it could be really annoying--especially always being corrected about something I thought I'd said:-)<br /><br />Oh, and my grandmother taught me to read. I know I was reading books, not just picture books, by the time I was four. And have never stopped...Deborah Crombiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16988750789088153601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-78946037341518107442016-02-20T13:31:22.048-05:002016-02-20T13:31:22.048-05:00Childhood? I think I've forgotten more than I ...Childhood? I think I've forgotten more than I remember. I tend to remember the evil things we did, not the mundane. As for reading, I was always a reader. I didn't need anyone to inspire me. Although Dad used to stop at a bookstore downtown and buy books for us like The Three Musketeers, and the Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court.Pat Dnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-52263665453348127152016-02-20T12:14:39.148-05:002016-02-20T12:14:39.148-05:00I definitely remember my childhood. And I figure i...I definitely remember my childhood. And I figure it's from having so many siblings to argue with about who's fault something was and what REALLY happened . . . ha ha. My dad was the first one to turn me on to reading (received my first book club membership from him: Dr. Seuss books) and second was my first grade teacher, Sr. Ann Bernard, who encouraged us to "read to the moon." The certificate showing a rocket ship with the number of books I read is my profile photo. <br /><br />It so great to see yours and other authors' efforts to give back and promote literacy, Terry. And combined with Hawaii, who wouldn't want to read that book? Thank you.<br /><br />~Tricia<br />TFJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01145220939173150233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-11515765612364241382016-02-20T11:52:24.705-05:002016-02-20T11:52:24.705-05:00Keenan! That wold be terrific. ANd Susan, yes, ...Keenan! That wold be terrific. ANd Susan, yes, and Claire, it all comes together. xoxoo<br /><br />ANd Lucy, it's strange--if you watch TV, it seems like that's all anyone is talking about here, right? But here--I haven't seen one sign or anything political. Except the TV commercials which are unbelievably endless. <br /><br />Childhood politics? My parents were the only ones in our neighborhood for Adlai Stevenson. I was YOUNG but vividly remember that.<br /><br />Being interviewed in 45 mins..more to come! oxoHank Phillippi Ryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17420701704169428286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-48643124758087173462016-02-20T10:56:12.420-05:002016-02-20T10:56:12.420-05:00I remember my first birthday, what I wore and what...I remember my first birthday, what I wore and what my mother said and pretty much everything since. My sister remembers nothing. Love the anthology idea. Think I shall float that to my friends in Alaska. And I shall buy yours.Keenan Powellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16021411857589662446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-16645110810207605152016-02-20T10:27:49.003-05:002016-02-20T10:27:49.003-05:00Oh, Terry, what a lovely post! As FChurch says, it...Oh, Terry, what a lovely post! As FChurch says, it's a triple threat! <br /><br />I have very few good childhood memories. But the local library was my haven and happy place. Without books the dark times would have gotten me, for sure. Accident I'm a writer now? Nope.Susan Elia MacNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00349842866995778987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-10612360600067979622016-02-20T09:46:34.499-05:002016-02-20T09:46:34.499-05:00I have very clear memories of some things - what o...I have very clear memories of some things - what our house looked like and things I did with my brothers and sisters. But there are distinct gaps that span many years. I never remembered nursery rhymes although I'm sure one of my 5 older brothers and sisters shared them with me. I remember hiding in a closet with a book and flashlight at a very early age (4, 5?) because the house was too crowded (in my mind) when my many cousins descended for a visit. <br /><br />Reading was definitely my refuge and the library my vehicle of escape. Without those books, I don't know what would have become of me -- many dark memories -- and that's what I can recall. As for the rest, well, those books helped me leap from that world to one where I felt safe. <br /><br />Maybe that's why I write, to help someone else escape into a safe place for a while.Clamo88https://www.blogger.com/profile/16742188896080634218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-28838653374111989872016-02-20T08:53:27.643-05:002016-02-20T08:53:27.643-05:00Terry, I'll be looking for the anthology--new ...Terry, I'll be looking for the anthology--new writers, a setting in Hawai'i, and supporting a great cause--a triple treat!<br /><br />Memories--yes, I can remember mine starting about age 3. And like Gram, my love of reading came through my parents. Seeing my mom engrossed in a book--my dad reading the newspaper and his bible every night. Even in this day of e-papers, all my siblings and I still relish reading the paper. Also, I'd like to mention the Scholastic Book Club--through school you could purchase books cheaply and my mom would always find a spare dollar or two. We would pore over the selections together, then order 4 or 5 books. It was a glorious day when the books would arrive!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-23954964908540035952016-02-20T08:46:36.228-05:002016-02-20T08:46:36.228-05:00thank goodness no politicians, right Hank? It'...thank goodness no politicians, right Hank? It's going to be an interesting day down there.<br /><br />And welcome Terry--this is a great idea!<br /><br />I was just about to say what Edith said--I remember a lot, but my siblings have different memories of the same events.Lucy Burdette aka Roberta Isleibhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04660402177299546055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-36029970780789694522016-02-20T07:57:24.338-05:002016-02-20T07:57:24.338-05:00Hello from South Carolina! I'm here at the boo...Hello from South Carolina! I'm here at the book festival… And it is so beautiful. I haven't seen one politician though :-)<br />How did memories? I so agree… When my family gets together, we all remember things differently. Which is so hilarious! I used to ask my mother about her childhood all the time, but she didn't like to discuss it. Now it feels like a strange gap. <br />Congratulations on the anthology… It's wonderful in every way. More to come…Hank Phillippi Ryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17420701704169428286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-84718937960852561352016-02-20T07:38:35.517-05:002016-02-20T07:38:35.517-05:00Welcome, Terry! My best memories of my mother are ...Welcome, Terry! My best memories of my mother are of her reading to me. Also she played the piano and I'd sit on the bench next to her, one of my sisters on the other side, we'd sing. <br /><br />Memory is weird. I can remember all kinds of details about places and food and very little of what anyone said.<br /><br />The anthology sounds wonderful. Thanks for introducing us to it.Hallie Ephronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04759439029582054503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-14907697523277776122016-02-20T07:22:01.648-05:002016-02-20T07:22:01.648-05:00My Mother also remembered all of her childhood and...My Mother also remembered all of her childhood and related it frequently, so I remember two childhoods because I also remember mine. Mine was far better. She took me to the library with her from the age of 2 and I was reading at age four. My Dad read the paper every night and I would ask him words - not letters.<br />Still reading after all these years, although not as fast as I used to.Gramhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01027824918114690029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-80206079702717084722016-02-20T06:43:41.916-05:002016-02-20T06:43:41.916-05:00Love the post, Terry! I too grew up in a house wit...Love the post, Terry! I too grew up in a house with walls lined with full bookshelves and we four kids got free rein. My mother spent every evening reading (mostly mysteries!), and so we did, too. My father was a high school teacher, so he was always reading, too. <br /><br />I have some pretty vivid memories of childhood, but it's funny, when I get together with my sisters, how they sometimes have different memories of the same events. So I know my memories are filtered through my take on the world.Edith Maxwellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01388006370860482509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-56016888515267666132016-02-20T01:47:12.195-05:002016-02-20T01:47:12.195-05:00First, let me say without hesitation that I will b...First, let me say without hesitation that I will be buying the anthology. I've been to Hawaii three times over the past four years and once 37 years before that, and although I've only been to two of the islands, Oahu and Molokai, I love Hawaii and reading about it, fiction and non-fiction. My last trip, last July, was when I fulfilled a promise to myself, to visit Molokai. I first read about this island in Alan Brennert's novel by the same name. I've also read his novel entitled Honolulu. Both books are must reads for those interested in great historical fiction dealing with Hawaii. Also, Unfamiliar Fishes, a non-fiction book by Sarah Vowell is a wonderfully witty history of Hawaii and how they were swindled out of their independence. So, I can't wait to read your anthology and your McKenna series, too. I visited your Web site and saw a picture of the Byodo-In Temple on Oahu. My daughter and I went there a couple of years ago when she accompanied me to Oahu, and I loved it. I hope to visit another island if I go back to Hawaii this year or next. It depends on when my husband goes there for his work again and I tag along. Trying to decide which island to visit next. Suggestions?<br /><br />Remembering one's childhood. Well, that's definitely wrapped up in reading, as one of my best memories is talking to my mother on the phone (I was at home, sitting at our little telephone stand on our black rotary phone and she was downtown Christmas shopping) about what books I wanted for Christmas. She always encouraged my reading, and, most importantly, she taught me that reading time was time well spent, that it was valued time. Sometimes, I wish I remembered my childhood in better detail, but it seems I remember quite a bit, and those bits are mostly great memories. One of the funniest is when my sister that was eight years older than me talked me into helping her varnish her bedroom floor while our parents were gone. We varnished ourselves into a corner and had to climb out one of the windows, and, of course it rained later when we needed to leave the windows open. To say our mother was surprised is a major understatement. And does anyone else remember a time when floors were varnished? (Sorry, I know I was rambling on, but that memory just popped up.)Kathy Reelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17004247271452356577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-36702022829085074162016-02-20T01:13:37.130-05:002016-02-20T01:13:37.130-05:00Your anthology sounds great . . . and how wonderfu...Your anthology sounds great . . . and how wonderful that it will support such a worthy cause. <br /><br />Actually, I happily remember quite a bit about my childhood, but I must admit that I don’t remember much about the whole process of learning to read or having someone read to me. I only know that I cannot remember a time when I didn’t read. I always had a book or two that I was reading, and I remember that I always finished them faster than my mom thought I would . . . .<br />Joan Emersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06810313925049108163noreply@blogger.com