ME AND YOUTUBE

Fortunately, I came of age before the time of video cameras. For my parents to capture and show those precious moments of my childhood, they either had to use an 8 mm movie camera and then a screen and projector or use hand puppets and marionettes. My parents were sensible creatures and decided that few childhood escapades were so cute that they were worth such hassle. So there is little visual evidence to counter my assertions that by the time I was 6 I was advising Hugh Hefner about his sex life and routinely intimidating Clint Eastwood.

But that would also make it difficult to one day explain and pass on my story to a rising generation. Suppose I one day have children, or suppose my nephews want to know what it was like back in the day; what then?

Well fortunately, the human tapestry is made up of many common threads, and I think I can get close to showing what my formative years were like by borrowing the visual record of others. So with the help of You Tube, I shall try to show you a bit about myself.

I was born in Winter Park, Fla., to an upper middle class family. But we were not affected by bourgeoisie pretense. (By the way, I'm the one on the sofa.) We didn't have much in the way of company because of my father's peculiar way of greeting visitors. So my sister and I had to make do with the family cat, and we took good care of her.

Like many people of my background, I went to college and eventually got a job. Needless to say, I have become an invaluable employee. When people have questions about staplers, they come to me.

And I have matured into a devoted uncle to my nephews. Sometimes I talk to them as though they were my own.

So there you have it. A quick video history of my life. I hope it helps clear things up.