John C Flavin
johncflavin@gmail.com
(360) 710-2721
Baltimore, Maryland
Flavin Stories
Ferndale High School
10th Grade
It wasn’t until I started writing Flavin Stories that it occurred to me how much a memory changes over time. Memories, even if misperceived or incorrectly remembered, are only static in the first few moments after the event, and then they change with each passing day, week, month, year, and decade. Our new experiences, our physical and emotional maturity (or not), and accumulated knowledge reshapes the memories according to an evolving understanding of them.
This is especially true of childhood memories, which are like empty vessels that await knowledge, experience, and wisdom to better understand them.
I am writing Flavin Stories to tell of the transformational moments of my life since 1966.
I hope you enjoy them.
(L to R) Front: John (6) & Peter (7) – Back: Steve (10), Dad (44), Mom (42), Liz (14), Paul (13)
“My story isn’t sweet and harmonious, like invented stories. It tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves.”
> From the novel Demian by German-Swiss author Hermann Hesse, 1919 <