I remember discovering there was no Santa Clause through the Easter Bunny. I don't know why my parents decided it was time to reveal the Easter Bunny's non-existence but maintain the farce of the Santa Clause. I was not precocious enough to put 2 and 2 together ...right away. Then one day over the horizon swooped an evil dark entity and the scales flew from my eyes. The Easter Bunny was disappointing but he just brought jelly beans, Santa Clause brought race cars ...I felt my very being violently ripped away from all that I had know was good and pure.
A good lesson of the assaulting unfairness and mocking senselessness of life that was soon forgotten as a child. Fortunately with age come the wisdom to reflect and empathize with loved ones taken from you as you try to pass confused acquiescence for mournful acceptance. Recently this tree was planted in the middle of the park in memory of Steve Jobs. The needles fell away almost immediately ...in response french gates were planted around it and it was forgotten. A difficult sight to take in. Especially on these gloomy winter days. And even more when you keep asking yourself, "Why can't I forget?"