An excerpt from a letter to a friend:
"...but Frosty the Snowman still has traumatic appeal. When I was a child, I had issues (I am thinking now in retrospect) with losses and leavings so I used to weep with immense sorrow at the song, Frosty the Snowman, because he melted away to nothing - and at the book of the same name (which I still have) because - ditto.
Also New Year's Eve because on television, the New Year was always depicted as an arrogant baby in diapers and a top hat, literally kicking out an old man with a beard (representing the past year) and I felt so sad at this mistreatment of the old man after all he had done. Of course Auld Lang Syne would send me into more tears because of its mournful refrain.
Also cried at weddings because the bride was "given away" by her father which I thought horrible and barbaric - which from a child's perspective (wondering if someone would just up and give her away to someone else) it was. And at ship launchings. My mother had to bring me to the mainland several times on ocean liners from Hawaii to go to specialists and I have memories of leaving my father and about 7000 relatives behind on the dock as the boat pulled away to the strains of Aloha Oe which is a very sad song.
I would cry at airports (in our family, the entire tribe used to descend on the airport if one of us was going on even a week-long trip) to wish the person well and see him/her off - so again, waterworks for me. Cried when the school year ended every year so hard I would get sick.
Not altogether a melancholy child. Rather a happy child with an odd melancholy streak. But that Frosty the Snowman story still haunts the edge of sorrow."
Causes Harrison Solow Supports
Lupus Foundation of America
Museum of Tolerance