So, my grandma has just e-mailed me a message about my grandpa/grampa's past, to which the childhood of most children would dare to be compared.
""I grew up with 2 sisters, one younger and one older. My Dad was in construction, he built the house I grew up in." My Mom was a nurse, she worked in labor and delivery.
As a young boy, I was always interested in most sports, especially baseball. I belonged to several baseball teams, my Dad was the coach for many years. As I got older, I spent my summers at the beach, getting there by bus, or sometimes hitchhiking. Once in a while, my Dad would take me to work with him and he would have me doing odd jobs around the work site.
I delivered newspapers to make a little extra money. I probably had a closer relationship with my Mother, she was easier to talk to!! My Dad was very strict.
Because of my parents' work schedules, we didn't always have dinner together every day. My Dad had alot of brothers and sisters living in the area, so they would visit frequently. Most of the brothers were also in construction. His oldest brother was an engineer for the railroad for over 50 years."
I didn't spend alot of time watching tv....I much rather preferred to be outside playing, very often, making our own toys. One that comes to mind is using an orange crate and putting roller skate wheels on the front and back, and nailing a 2 by 4 on the bottom of the crate, and this became a "scooter," (maybe this is how skateboards were born?!)"
Shorter than my grandma's, but it's worth it.
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