Friday, April 29, 2016

Monologue Mania Day #807 Memories (for the play Early Onset) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Apr. 29, 2016

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Monologue Mania Day #807 Memories (for Early Onset) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Apr. 29,  2016          

        First scene from this play is Day # 781

                                                      (for Early Onset)

                                     A monologue by Janet S. Tiger  (c) 2016 all rights reserved

          (This is FRANK, JR. a man in his fifties, with early Alzheimer's, only not so early anymore.  He is sitting, looking at the TV, which we hear has on a cops show - lots of shooting.  He is watching dully, then all of a sudden he sits up, turns off the TV)

What is this?  I can't believe I watched that again.  I know.....I mean, I know I'm losing it, but sometimes, sometimes....I remember stuff.  Like....I was like those guys in the show.....with guns, and bullets.....only a few times......maybe that's why I have these....memories in my head......

           (He walks around, looking at items in the room)

These are all things I know....but I don't know.  Like .....why did I become a policeman?  It had something to do with....what?  Was it a show I saw when I was I kid?  What was the name?  Adam-12.....I liked it.  I liked the uniforms.

How the guys stood up tall and never took any crap from anyone.....I wanted to be like that......but it was was.....when I was little........

           (He puts his head in his hands)

Why is this so hard?  What was my shield number?  What was the code for officer down?  What was my partner's name....Jerry.....Don......Peter.......

           (He picks up a baseball from the bookshelf)

What was my father doing pushing my mother?  What happened?  Why....why was it so important?

            (He looks at the baseball, examining it for a moment, then we see his shoulders slump, and he stands there, arms at his sides, dropping the ball.  His father has been watching, comes into the room, sits him down in the chair and turns on the TV.  Lights down, end of scene)


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