Doesn't mean that I don't write though, and lately I've been thinking about my kids, and my many nephews and nieces who I don't get to see on a regular basis. They need to know from whence they spring - so Sundays at this blog will be a different kind of 'Zaragoza story' - a much more personal one.
Don't worry - those of my human family are welcome to read too, if you're so inclined.
Today is the story of my first remembered experience with superheroes.
I'm not necessarily talking about real people, although I did have that. My mother and father, who raised me and my three brothers somehow on seven dollars an hour grinding eyeglasses, and I never knew how broke we were until I was much older.
My grandmother, who helped teach me to read before I ever set foot in a school.
The man at my church in Salt Lake City, Utah who sang with the Mormon Tabernacle Choir - every Sunday I could pick his sonorous baritone out of the whole congregation.
No, today I'm talking about fictional superheroes. The Saturday morning cartoons of Hanna-Barbera, that introduced all those spandex-filled stories to me and my brothers over the most sugary cereal General Mills could provide. The intro below sent a thrill through my body that I can still remember today:
The biggest impression on me was Wonder Woman. The live-action show starring Lynda Carter I never missed on our black-and-white, analog TV with the foil-draped rabbit ears that sometimes needed 'adjustment' - meaning gymnastics, on our end.
I loved her, mostly because her name was Diana. Missing 'n' notwithstanding, I was sure, in my young girl heart, that this was a clue for me. I didn't belong here, with my goofy brothers. This wasn't really my home, here on a tiny rundown neighborhood in Utah. I was really from Paradise Island, the daughter of Zeus, and all I needed to do was spin around, and lightning would reveal who I really was.
I spun until I fell over dizzy - nothing.
Despite feeling cheated somehow, I loved those superhero stories. Still do. They get better all the time.
When did you first become aware of superheroes?
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