And with this entry, we leave the
1980s.
Good riddance!
The 80s were a tough time for me.
As recounted in the entries associated with
these stories, the decade was rough. The
early years brought my parent’s divorce.
My mother’s remarriage, my father’s remarriage, time between the two
parents. Entrance into high school and
all the positive and negative associations one can draw from that
“developmental” period in life.
I can honestly say that I am happy to leave
that decade behind. In the 90s, my life
started over and the days that I wish to remember are countless.
Let’s review my time with the
BASS from 1989.
So, I seem to have broken my
previous record of sloth and it has taken me:
7 months and 12 days
32 weeks
224 days
160 weekdays
One story and post every 11.2
days
13 stories by men and 7 by women
Four of the 20 from the New Yorker
There were some real stand-outs
in this collection. Stories that will stick with me for some time. Strays – Mark Richard, What Men Love For - Dale Ray Phillips,
Why I Decided to Kill Myself and
Other Jokes – Dou..., White Angel – Michael Cunningham
and Ralph the Duck – Frederick Busch.
And there we have it. 224 days ago when I posted about BASS 1989, I
I wrote that I had been carrying the book around for weeks. I did before reading it and I I have after
finishing it. Let’s get on with 1990.
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