|Carol, Mommy, Daddy, Lorrie and Frankie|
living in the city and how much she hated the dirt!
As you can see in this photo, the streets were
not yet paved back then.
My brother remembers walking to school with Wonder Bread
bags tied over his shoes so they wouldn’t get muddy.
and family, she would need to learn to drive.
|Mommy, Baby Lorraine & Daddy|
house that her dad built.
dear Mr. & Mrs. Paul lived in.
this is where I would sent flashlight signals to
Carolyn as her window faced our house.
The basement (or cellar as we called it) was kind of nasty. The paint on the walls was badly chipped and not like the clean and organized place of my childhood. There were still several
‘down the bank‘.
Then he decided sledding was a safer alternative.
Not for me being the smallest and youngest on the top of a four-high stack of kids on a speeding sled!
We laugh now remembering those days of our youth!
I never heard my dad curse or swear.
But he had two expressions that we will forever remember about him.
I think they are so unique, so him.
They still make me chuckle inside.
If we did something stupid or wrong, he would look at us with his beautiful blue eyes
and ask the piercing question,
“What ails you?“
It always produced remorse for whatever we had just done.
When he was frustrated with something that didn’t work right or was not made well, his favorite saying was,
“Fling it down the bank”!
ha… there have been many things I have thought about flinging down the bank!