King of the Boys: Chapter 2
We go back to my earliest memories of Dodger Stadium and Huckleberry Hound. More importantly, I remember my Mexican and Native American Grandpa who was a rough and tumble Cowboy, who often worked as a bartender in Reno, Nevada.... Back in my childhood and even now, he represents my only deep connection to my past. I wanted to be just like him....
(Having once been a young boy myself) this chapter evokes incredibly strong memories - of course they are different ones than those chronicled so well herein, but they share a perspective which, I think, is unfortunately lost to so very many adults.
The very narrow literal but wide figurative perspective of the young mind is a particularly interesting one to me, because as the author so thoughtfully remarks, our childhood memories and those images and emotions which crafted them are a window to our present life.
Wonderful imagery (the highway with no cars) and metaphor - my favorite line is "If Vegas had a younger brother who'd just gotten out of jail, that would be Reno." Perfect.
One thing I wonder is if (after transcribing to text and editing, and I suppose some re-writing), it will be very challenging to deliver the same level of emotion as the author's actual voice does in audio format? How do you translate the subtle sadness and gentle respect so clearly evident in the reader's voice?
