OFF/not music: send out the clowns....

[Robert C. Mayo]

ah yes

i remember my mom taking me to westgate mall in brockton; must have been
1969/70; to wait in line to met bozo and get his pic signed. it was actually
one of the more disappointing experiences of my childhood.

after about an hour on line, wich is an eternity to a 6 yr old, it was my
turn to face the great man and offer my copy of his promo pic for him to
scribble on. i looked up into his face...and said, 'You're not BOZO!'

my mom scooted me out  of line, autographed pic in hand...of course the
imposter denied it. but i knew...I KNEW... some other phony-bozo...a
pseudo-bozo... a stand-in...a blasphemous FAKE...was impersonating my hero.
he was signing the real bozos name on the real bozo's picture...

no i don't still have the picture, and you might be surprized, because if you
know me, you know i keep such things from impotant periods of my life (OK--
and some from not-so-important-periods...), but i discarded this defiled
picture as soon as i got back in the car.

no tears that day; just the cold realization that life is cruel, and that
things are not always what they seem. I resumed my kidhood, somehow older and
wiser...

you couldn't get anything past
the young bobm
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