Once
upon a time in The South Bronx of America , I peeled back layers of
old carpet to an era where people used newspapers to line wooden floors. I
found a reporter from the 1930s with my first name he also used as his last.
Suddenly I slipped through the rift of imagination and fell from starry skies
to a parallel universe where dreams come true.
“A
glorious place, a glorious age, I tell you! A very Neon Renaissance---And the
myths that touched you at that time---not Hercules, Orpheus and Aeneas—but
Super Man, Captain Marvel, Bat Man”
Tom Wolfe on
page 911 in Bartlett ’s
Book of Quotations
Years
later, I recalled making a wish to live life like a great American novel, one
reading like the science fiction of a comic book worthy of the shelves of The
Public Library, my childhood Fortress of Solitude. Ms. Raeside, my 6th
grade English teacher, believed I would do it in the near future. Just write
what you know, she advised. I know television.
KA-POW!
A
Brief History Of An American Past Time by Danny Aponte copyrighted 2012
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