My Beginnings

A Story of My Three Moms...

i am a bastard son of a circus/carnival Geek father and my mother was a Magician's assistant...
At age 7, i was abandoned by my birth mother who was last seen walking into a full length mirror during
a tent performance in the Apollo Feed and Grain parking lot in Crooked Creek iowa.
According to one of the stagehands, she winked and gave a little wave just as the mirror began to fill with smoke
and was never seen again... My Geek father never recovered from losing her and lost his appetite for chicken
and rodent heads. He began to binge on fast foods, candy and donuts… literally putting himself out of work because
no one would pay to watch a fat sad man eat Big Macs and Snicker bars.
We spent the next few of my formative years traveling with the circus/carnival because my father didn't know how to do
anything else, and besides that, who would hire a washed-up has-been Geek anyway.
Fortunately, i was taken under the tutelage of the Canry Forman and was able to learn some circus skills and supported
my father and myself by cleaning up after the elephants and bears. i think that's where i first learned i had a talent for sculpture.
i was almost eleven when my Geek father tried to take some marshmallows from one of the bears, he only survived the attack
for a few hours but i remember his last words, "I sure could go for bacon and cheese stuffed deep fried pig in a blanket" he said,
and i asked him if he would like fries with that, but he never answered.
A few months later my adopted guardian, the Carny Forman, was shot and killed by the Bearded Lady who thought he was cheating
on her and having an affair with the Sword Swallower. She shot him with one of the 'HIT THE BULLSEYE AND WIN A KEWPIE DOLL' rifles.
And once again, i felt alone, abandoned.
Fate however, decided to smile upon me one last time and a loving gay couple who billed themselves as the Corsican Brothers let me
move into their trailer and became my two moms… life was good with Lucien and Mario, until one day they were both arrested
and deported for, according to the U S Government, performing a public lewd act on the high wire… i've hated critics ever since.
i continued to traveled with the carnival/circus until i reached the age of seventeen, then ran away from one circus only to join another…
and another and another…. and here i am today, on Mothers Day, thinking and missing my all my Moms.…

Reminiscing made me rummaged though old photos and i came across a picture of two of my moms; the Corsican Brothers.