by Kevin Muller

It was a hot day in the summer of 1994.  I was eleven years old and enjoying  being off from school for the entire summer.  God, I miss those days when summer was vacant of responsibility and work.  That day, my friends and I had just finished playing a short game of roller hockey, due to the extreme heat.   My friend Brad, whose house we were playing in front of, mentioned a movie that his brother and his friends had seen the previous weekend.   It was about a clown and was written by an author I had heard my older cousins talk about at numerous family gatherings.    Brad’s brother had it on VHS, where he recorded it off the television.  He had the brilliant idea to cut the commercials out too.   His brother was at work, so we decided to check out “IT.”

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