Growing Up in the 50s

I was lucky to have grown up in the 50ies era. I lived in a small town, not very far from where I'm living now. I never did like traveling! Born at the end of the year, my dad called me his good luck baby. I'd like some of that luck to strike me right about now.

Family and Education

I have two sisters, one older, one younger, yes I'm the middle child. I attended Catholic school Saint Michaels, until high school. It was at St. Mikes that I became fond of poetry. We memorized many, many poems. That was their way I guess, it worked. I love to read the work of the great poets still.

Marriage and Children

From high school to the altar, I married just shy of eighteen. The Lord was very good to us; he gave us three of his most precious gifts. I had a daughter and two sons. They were then and are now the loves of my life.

Reflections

Now that I'm older I see things through a bigger picture window. I don't want to come off sounding like my parents but as I remember it they often would say, It can only get worse. Looking now through the glass, I would have to agree.