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After giving it some thought and also seeing how this blog has not been getting my full love and attention, I’ve decided that I wil go back to posting Doclopedia entries here. Longer fiction pieces wil still be put on the fiction blog over at http://doccross.blogspot.com/ (where right now you can find the second series of After The Change Came).
I will seriously be trying to get some more pure bloggage on here soon, but for now, after a nearly two month absence from anywhere, have some Doclopedia.
The Doclopedia #387
My Family, Part Two..: Brother Liam
We don’t talk much about my older brother, Liam. He was 5 years older than me and always a bit strange. See, Liam became convinced at a very early age that he was, in fact, a duck. Now, Mom & Dad could deal with him waddling about and quacking and eating bits of bread that they’d toss into the pond, but his continued attempts to fly kept racking up medical bills. This was especially bad during the migratory seasons in spring and fall. He’d see the flocks of waterfowl passing high overhead and start quacking up a storm and next thing you knew he was jumping off the roof again whilst flapping his arms to beat hell.
Around age 7, Liam was put into some pretty heavy therapy that involved sedatives and showing him pictures of people eating various forms of duck. He was especially traumatized by Peking Duck. Eventually, he was declared fit to go to school and stuff, but I can recall him crying and quacking himself to sleep at night.
Then, one day, in the fall of 1962, while the whole family was outside, we saw a big flock of ducks flying south. Before Mom or Dad could do anything, Liam ran down the driveway flapping his wings and flew off after them. That was the last we ever saw of him, although he was sighted by the Department of Fish & Game on a lake down near Los Angeles.
Anyway, like I said, we don’t talk about him much anymore and nobody in the family will eat duck, especially Peking Duck.
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