Monday, October 17, 2016


Time for a little levity. We have been perhaps too serious of late! Although poop is certainly serious business, and I'm sure we all had our own experience with it. This is Bob Zoell's--accompanied by a couple of his idiosyncratic, irreverent and, here, clearly appropriate images. He's a terrific artist! (See his previous Boyhood Memories post here...)

By Bob Zoell

My earliest memory is probably when I was around 2 or 3 years old, sitting on a little white enamel potty; and when I looked between my legs and saw the poop coming out, I jumped up, frightened, and ran from the room.

I think my mother told me about this when I was in my early teens but I am not sure if that (her telling me) is what I’m remembering or if it was really my earliest memory at 3 years old, or maybe both.

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