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I thought I would blog about it instead for all my children to read. I hope my readers will join me and comment about their own memories as I have fun remembering my life story.
And I know that the record which I make is true; and I make it with mine own hand; and I make it according to my knowledge. First I lived with my grandparents, then moved a block away.
The neighborhood was safe and most of the houses were built in the ss, but they were new at the time. My grandparents built their home new and we were the second homeowners in the next home down the street.
The neighborhood had either elderly people and empty nesters, or new families. If we were walking around the neighborhood, we knew the neighbors would be looking out for us.
There was a small butcher shop about two doors down from my grandparents' house which was a mom and pop grocer. That was a great hangout out for popsicles and soda during the summer.
My friend, Mona, would tap into her blue, plastic piggy bank and we would buy a twinsicle for a dime and split it. Sometimes we would go around the neighborhood and collect Coke bottles and other soda bottles in my red, metal wagon and we would take them to the butcher shop for pennies and buy Tastykakes or popsicles or Bazooka bubblegum.
Tastykakes were 7 cents and you got three of them in a pack. Bubble gum was a penny. We loved to read the comic wrappers. The butcher was in the back of the shop.
I remember you went in and told him what you wanted and he would cut it up and wrap it all in brown paper that hung from a roll on the wall.
Then he would tie it up with string that as also hanging from the wall. There was no milk in stores back then because we had milkmen deliver millk and leave it on our front porch during the night. I remember almost every day, my mom opening the front door to retrieve the milk from the silver, metal milk box.
We also had a dry clean guy that drove to pick up my dad's white shirts. And we had a bread man, too. I remember always begging my mom to buy sweet rolls.
She did sometimes, but not every time. Mona Trace was my best friend. We played on her swing set in her back yard which overlooked the railroad tracks. When engines would go by we would pull our arms down and up and the engineer would wave and blow his whistle at us.Nov 16, · Thank you for A2A I will answer it in 3 sections 1.
School I studied at two schools - One was a usual one and the other a paramilitary one My first school was more about the luxuries of early childhood, an uncherished unforgettable freedom.
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Discuss how the neighborhood or community in which you grew up or live now has affected some aspect of your life or the lives of its residents in general.
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