My neighborhood

November 18, 2019

I grew up in a suburb of Boston, Massachusetts. We were Christian family and my grandfather wanted to be a carpenter because Christ was, and he built several houses around our town, and then when the depression came he got a job in the church. And what I remember was that he would take me up to the steeple and watch him ring the bell. That is a wonderful grandfather, and I was so happy with my family… That’s it.

And your mother?

Oh yes, she was there. By herself, rather you might say she was domineering but I guess she had to be to serve. I was not easy.

You had siblings?

I have two brothers. One died about a year ago, he was in his 90s. I have a younger brother, he is now in New Hampshire. He has four daughters, they all play instruments and sing harmony together, different instruments and I have their picture on the wall. He’s an unusual guy, he’s very funny.

I like the picture of you going up to the ring the bell with your grandfather?

Oh yeah I’ll never forget that, he was so good. He worked there in the church. He got, after the Depression and there was no more building houses, so he had a job in the church. He was a janitor, so to speak, and that was one of his jobs and we’d go up there and he would ring it and ring it. I was in grade school.

I have a wonderful family, I’m so thankful for them.

What do you mean when you say that you weren’t easy for your mom?

I gave her a hard time after all she was pretty bossy. I wouldn’t tell her that she was bossy, no, not so many words, but I reacted. I don’t want to say anything bad about my mother, she was really a good mother.

You were feisty?

Yeah. And naughty.

But I had a lot of dolls, I loved red dolls. I grew up in a suburban neighborhood. It was a nice neighborhood, all people, they’re very kind.