The Baking Soda Pancake
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This book begins from the early 1970s. It tells the story of a boy (the Author) in first person. The author has one brother, one sister, a mother and a very ill father. Throughout the book, the family bounces around the country until the father dies. The family experiences homelessness. The mother remarries and is terribly abused, as are all the
Lance Sarkozy
Lance Sarkozy holds the General Radiotelephone Operator License with Ship Radar Endorsement, the highest FCC commercial license. He holds Chief Examiner status for the National Radio Examiners, and has C-Tech certifications in copper and fiber optics. He was inducted as a member of the National Society of Collegiate Scholars, and is a graduate of and currently enrolled at Ashland University. He loves nachos, too.
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The Baking Soda Pancake - Lance Sarkozy
Chapter 1
The
Baking
Soda
Pancake
In August of 1975, I was dragging an industrial-sized garbage bag full of clothes down the streets of Nashville. At the end of every block, I would have to stop and wait for my big sister, little brother, and mother to catch up, as they too were dragging a trash bag. It was starting to rain, and as annoying as that was, it did help the bags slide down the sidewalk easier. We were carrying all of our little family’s worldly possessions with us. This is where we ended up after a long chain of events had cascaded to put us on the streets.
Like any homeless family, it wasn’t always like that. At one time, my father was a steelworker who worked at a foundry in Ohio, and my mother, a Mensa member, was enrolled in college part-time while taking care of us kids. My sister is a few years older, and my brother a few years younger, but we were all young then. One day, my dad began having intense headaches and would moan in agony at sunlight. Then he began having massive seizures. The foundry now saw him as a safety hazard, lest he have a seizure at work, and fired him.
I’m not sure of the actual mechanizations, but somehow my dad found a job all the way in Houston, Texas. Back in the ‘70s, cans of beer or soda had pull-top rings on them, and bottles were glass with little steel lids. My dad’s job was to walk around the asphalt parking lot at the Astrodome and pick these items up, along with cigarette butts and any other litter. We could look out the window of our hotel room and see him, a tiny ant crawling back and forth on the massive sheet of asphalt, all day in the Texas heat. This didn’t last long, however. After his first seizure, all alone out on the asphalt ocean, me, my brother, and sister went and did the job, and we kept doing it as my dad laid in the shade in agony.
It was finally discovered that dad had a massive brain tumor, which none of the surgeons would operate on. Dad was given the maximum doses of two anti-seizure medicines, but they had no effect. During this time, our mother had gotten us welfare and food stamps, so we got an apartment, which was good timing, because my dad’s boss had seen us kids doing my dad’s job, and although sympathetic, they fired him.
At this time in my life, I had no idea that I would have bestowed upon me the wisdom of the Baking Soda Pancake, of which I may not be worthy. (Before jumping to conclusions about my mental health, we will get to the Baking Soda Pancake later, which is the star of this show.)
A world-famous surgeon from NYC decided he would happily dive into my father’s skull and pop the tumor out, and incredibly flew to Houston on his own dime to operate. This was a result of my mom writing him letters and pleading with him. Although the surgeon warned that my father could die on the operating table, or become a vegetable, it was certain the tumor would kill him. The surgery lasted eighteen hours, and was declared a success.
By this time, our family was buried in debt. My dad still had, and would continue to have, massive seizures for the rest of his life, so my mom began the arduous and seemingly impossible process of trying to get disability for my father. Unfortunately, The Social Security Administration decided that a steelworker who only knows how to be a steelworker, but can’t be one because he has two to three grand-mal seizures a day, was not disabled.
Being filled with optimism (because he was not dead), my dad decided we would make a fresh start. We moved out of our beloved Houston slum to Colorado Springs, Colorado. We kids were now old enough to attend school, and my mother began taking classes again. My father, who had given up on disability and steel working, began taking drafting classes in hopes of a new career. My older sister read the most books in the Muscular Dystrophy Read-a-thon that year, and was awarded with a plaque and a handshake from an astronaut. I joined the Boy Scouts, and had the privilege of camping out in the Rocky Mountains. My little brother joined Cub Scouts. It actually looked like the universe had given up on crushing us for a while, but alas, it hadn’t.
My dad’s tumor, which we thought was in a trash can in Texas, had not been fully removed; only a few cells were missed, and grew back with the intent of avenging their fallen comrades. After a few