The following are collections of mysteries and strange phenomena. I call them “Growing Up Crazy” because that’s what they seemed at the time, and that is what you will surely agree that they are. However, to me they were real. I don’t just mean that they were real in my mind or that I simply believe them to be real. I mean that I have the conscious memory of everything I relate to you, as well as the emotional and sometimes physical scars from them. To you, however, they will be stories of wild fancy, hence the title.