The Life and Times of Donald P. Golden, Jr.
A Life in Eras

My mom was in the kitchen watching me through the window ove

My mom was in the kitchen watching me through the window over the sink. She saw me head toward the smoking stump with the pan of kerosine. She knew what I was going to do and there was no way to stop me. She says she saw me pour the kerosine and then disappear in a fireball that lasted for only an instant.

I did not suffer any long term ill effects (or did I?), but in the short term I lost my eyelashes, eyebrows and the hair on my arms. I also learned about pouring flammable liquids on a fire and about allowing my laziness to drive me into disobedience. Well, maybe not so much on this last point.

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