5. A Bigger Baseball Glove

Autobiography of a Little Boy

This is the fifth in a series of posts entitled Autobiography of a Little Boy. Here, I give you a glimpse into my pursuit to become the truest and best version of who I am. Each installment features a guest author who writes his story in crayon, with my left hand.¹ He’s my inner child. I refer to him as Tommy. The body of each post in this series is written by Tommy (using my left hand, engaging the right side of my brain, writing in the voice of my inner child). He also created the artwork. All footnotes, etc. are written by me, the grown-up, Tom Gentry.

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May 4, 2025

I didn’t get to go to the movies very often as a kid, but I got to see “The Muppet Movie.”² I went with my sister, Beth. It was always her or someone else. The only movie I ever went to see with my dad was “On Golden Pond.”³ It was a good movie, but what eight-year-old wants to see that? We all went on a school night, after supper, me, mom, dad, and Beth. My mom always said any music or movies that (weren’t old) were filth. When “On Golden Pond” came out, she said “finally, a movie that’s not filth and that the whole family can see.” She figured it would be okay because Henry Fonda was in it. He was already an old man. He would never be in a filthy movie.

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