Some people have wicked long term memories.
They can tell you about their 3rd birthday party, their first day of kindergarten, the time a kid threw up in class in Grade 2.
I’m not one of those people.
I’ve got a few bits and pieces, but generally, my memories really don’t get going till about Grade 4, when I was 8.
Every now and again, I get a little something back. At first, I thought I was making this up. But, thanks to the interweb (I think this thing is really gonna catch on, after all!), I got confirmation that (in this case) I’m not completely full of shit.
Roosevelt Franklin actually existed.
Somewhere along the way, poor Roosevelt got ditched by the folks at Sesame Street. According to www.muppetwikia.com “he was dropped from the cast following letters complaining of a negative African-American stereotype, and because his rowdy elementary school did not set a good example for children”. Bummer. I remember enjoying the hell out of his extremely peppy segments.
Alas, poor Roosevelt. I knew him.