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Wednesday, September 13, 2023

My nephew James’ memories of his childhood home

(With sisters Diana & Tammy, brother, Joe)



The house in South County - for some reason, I remember that it was white and one story. It had a large pine tree in front that we used to climb on. On the side of the house was a small incline then the garage. I remember Tammy and I playing there, making mud pies. I remember Diana walked in-between us two and she came to the back yard and the pasture. The pasture was fenced in - wood in the front, painted white. On the back of the house there was an enclosed porch, right? I remember the big tree to the left in the pasture and the two-stall barn to the right.



I don't remember ever riding the horses but I remember that one of them got out and everyone went looking for it. I remember being up late and Dad showing up with what I think was a black pony. (Not clear on that).



I think I remember the layout of the house; you walked in and you were in the living room then the kitchen to the left at the back or you went to the right, down the hall - the first was Diana and Tammy's room Then my and Joe’s; the bathroom was straight down the hall. I remember that my bed was to the left when you came into the room, with a window.  I remember the owl or bat that was flew in the house and they made us all go into your (Diana & Tammy’s)  room.



I remember sitting on Dad's lap and he gave me a taste of coffee - never did like the taste. I remember that one of us fell back into the mop bucket and sitting there all wet. I remember running into the kitchen and telling Dad that I only used one piece of toilet paper to wipe my butt.



I remember the neighbors and their “riding ring”and their barn. I remember being there in their “riding ring” but don't know why I was there. I remember that we used to walk to the road; wait for Dad to get home and get a ride in the UPS truck back to the house.



I have always wanted to go and walk around the  place to see if the memories are correct. I did stop by once, when I went to Oakville, but never got out to see it. Hope the house is still there and not torn down! I think that if I could go to a time in my life that is where I would be!

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