LAR GORD HOCKEY TIFF (1)

Me (with newspaper shinpads beneath my pants) dropping the puck for my brother Gord… STARS!!

 

I was a baby athletic star when I was 7 or 8.

Here’s how my mother described me in a letter to my older brother…

Larry is making quite a name for himself at hockey this winter. So far his team has 27 goals and Larry scored 13 of them and about 9 assists… The coach says he doesn’t get in and get himself banged up, and he’s good at fooling the goalie too.”

On the downside, I had attitude which is never good. SKY HIGH ATTITUDE.

Then at 13 I transformed into a chubby tween with acne and glasses (athletic still but my star status plummeted). I felt awkward and ugly. My “attitude” plummeted from altitude which IS a good thing. LOW ALTITUDE ATTITUDE.

Then at 17 I morphed back to a slender recreationally-athletic young man with a guitar and an old Rambler car that was mine. GOLDILOCKS JUST RIGHT ATTITUDE.

It was a case of the Ten Year Boomerang effect. COOL … UNCOOL… half COOL.

Each 10 year period of my life has run along similar lines.. some bright, exultant convex points followed by lower stages, degrees of concave. Harry Chapin sang about this in his poignant song Story Of A Life:

I can see myself it’s a golden sunrise
Young boy open up your eyes
It’s supposed to be your day
Now off you go horizon bound
And you won’t stop until you’ve found
Your own kind of way
And the wind will whip your tousled hair
The sun, the rain, the sweet despair
Great tales of love and strife
And somewhere on your path to glory
You will write your story of a life

 

Chances are pretty good you’ve experienced something similar but with different details. Your attitude may have been a problem, but how would I know?!

Life has its own wavelength… some periods where our star rises and we feel the peak excitement (Lady Gaga nervously hits the stage as a promising new singer-songwriter in A Star Is Born).

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And some periods where the skies are so dark and foreboding that the stars are nowhere to be seen… (Bradley Cooper urinates in his pants on stage at the Grammy Awards in A Star Is Born).

Our attitude and our place in the stars rise and fall throughout our lives.

Have you ever watched the TV show THIS IS US? Every character on the show goes through a full cycle of boom and bust in every episode.

It’s exhausting.

I get boomerang whiplash watching for one hour. I need a shower to wash away the sweat and filth that builds up with all the tension and cathartic release.

I don’t know how famous (or once famous) actors, artists, politicians and musicians cope with the massive fluctuations in their popularity and fame.

The 10 year boomerang effect that I’ve experienced through my years is compressed into a much shorter time span for those in the public eye. For most of us, ten years is sufficient to adjust, to learn to bend with the positive and negative winds that inevitably blow.

It doesn’t surprise me that so many of the famous succumb to drugs and alcohol and suicide. The throngs of sycophants that surround them kissing their chilly butt cheeks one minute and then turn around the next to spit in their face or worse still, ignore them totally…

… it takes a monumental strength to withstand the ups downs twists turns… the bashing of the boomerang in your face.

My once-burgeoning hockey career has long ago melted into the ether… my old Rambler has rusted away in the scrapyard… but … thankfully… the guitar I strummed at 17 still lives and my fingers retain the strength to play a song or two …

I’m know I’m living the GOLDILOCKS life – and the boomerang that is my attitude? … well … I try to keep it in sight and close to the ground.

What about you… where does your star sit in the sky  and… is your boomerang under control?

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