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The Corey Fire Hydrant

June 6th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Open The Corey

A couple of years back, a friend sent me a picture message on my phone of a Corey fire hydrant. The top had “The Corey” cast in relief upon it. I was intrigued. I’d never seen or heard of such a thing. He’s sent me an image of another, since.

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Color Me Nostalgic – The Coloring Books of Troubador Press

March 9th, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards

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I recently flashed on a memory of a series of coloring books published by Troubador Press in the 1970’s. Though I have never counted myself as a fan of “coloring,” the designs in these collections left an indelible impression on me.

There is a specific smell that pervades the elementary classrooms of my memory. The thick, heavy scent of broken crayons and reams of low-grade paper. Maybe you’d expect me to focus on the pungent miasma of squirming, unwashed bodies, funky shoes, and forgotten lunches? Maybe with a little bit of puke and piddle thrown in for good measure – but no. When I think “kindergarten,” it is the unmistakable, unavoidable, almost (but not quite) pleasant redolence of crayons and paper that wafts back into my mind.

Not My Vocation

Now, I don’t know about you but I was never all that taken with coloring as a kid. Oh, I had crayons, colored pencils, pens, and markers at my disposal. I just never really moved much past the primitive, “random scribble of color inside (and maybe outside) the frame” approach.

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The After School Special

November 19th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

When I was growing up there weren’t a lot of snacks in the house and what there were we weren’t to eat. We didn’t have much money and my father didn’t hold with snacks. You ate at mealtimes and that was that.

Unfortunately, when you’re growing, there are times of nearly constant hunger. You’re satiated for so little of the time and then the gnawing comes back, a sympathetic vibration of your metabolism stretching your bones and tissue to fill your DNA’s incontrovertible requisition form.

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