A Childhood Indiscretion


On this (Canadian) Thanksgiving day I give thanks to my parents, for not opening up a can of whup-ass on me over this…

Sometime between 1968 and 1972 I took a wax marker and etched this crude message on one of the bricks next to the back door of my childhood home. I couldn’t have been more than five or six years old at the time, as I meant to tag the wall with the word “pee”—yeah, I was a rebel that way.

Thankfully my folks let it slide, either because they got a good laugh out of it or they couldn’t figure out what the hell I was trying to spell!

By Andrew

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