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The Early Years

Copyright© 2012 by JPM

Chapter 4

I say wandering. The memories I have could fill volumes. And they are all there. In crystal clarity. And I sometimes wonder if this is a good thing? Or not?

My mom was a very religious person. My dad not so much. We would go to mass every Sunday.

Oh, and if you didn't realize, my elementary schools have a theme.

St. Rose of Lima. St. Bernadettes. Soon to be followed with St. Luke's and Immaculate Conception School.

Yes, my mom raised us in the Catholic church. I did not see it coming at age 9, but by the age of 14 I was finding reasons to rebel at much of this.

I jumped ahead. I go down that train of thought and do not mean to.

I feel relief to know that I have found the darkness. It really does open up a lot more for me in explaining how I was muddling along for the last many years.

Springfield, Virginia. I remember wanting to play little league baseball. But dad wasn't around very much and, until later in the year, my mom did not have a car. There was no way to get around even if I demanded it. LOL

I do know we were on the bowling team at St. Bernadette's that year. They would bus us to the bowling alley after school was finished on Thursdays.

I loved to bowl. I was good at it too. In later years I would get to nearly a 200/game average. I even shot a 279 in my adult years. Man I remember my legs were shaking when I was up in the 10th frame. And here I go again jumping in time. Sorry, I'll try to do this less. Bad mind, Bad Bad mind. Stop doing this to me!

I broke my first lunch box at St. B's.

It was a GI Joe lunch box. The glass lining in the thermos shattered when some bully knocked it out of my hand standing in the school yard.

I knew not to try drinking from it as I could hear the glass rolling around inside. Luckily I had a dime and could buy a milk carton at lunch time.

Everything was new. Our house was new. The development was still being built. I recall some early explorations in the homes being built down further from our street.

 
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