June 20, 2004
Memories
Funny what memories we have of childhood. I remember a man trying to break into our house. I remember the shadow on the window of the door he was trying to open. I remember my mother shooing us, silently, into the basement, her grabbing the cast iron skillet and standing to the side of the door. I remember her crying after the man gave up - not breaking the window. I remember her shaking uncontrollably as she held us close and whispered, "thank God...thank God...thank God..."
The Boogy Man does exist. He just morphs into something or someone else as we get older.
Because the Broad brought it up.
Posted by DaGoddess at June 20, 2004 02:18 AMFunny isn't it? Something as simple as a scent or a sound can set us off, back down memory lane. What an amazing tale!
I agree with you about the Boogy man. He does change as you get older. There's always something to be frightened of, isn't there?
Posted by: Rae at June 20, 2004 02:58 AMyay for moms!
Posted by: mlah at June 20, 2004 01:27 PMI grew up thinking the Boogey man was a "Get down and Boogey Man", a.k.a. a J.J. Walker type of guy, more silly than scary.
Posted by: Thomas at June 21, 2004 02:03 PM