1978-1982
I don't remember many memories from my early, early years, I do remember a couple visits to my grandma Francis House to our apartment or McDonald's is in Ludlow, I believe on Center St.
Stebbins Great grandkids family photo, 1978
I remember our family being very close at a young age and then over the years everyone has grown further and further apart.
I don't think I have any memories of before the time we lived in colonial estates, maybe one or two vague ones. This is as far back as I can remember at the moment, We lived in colonial estates in Springfield, MA for a couple years I believe. We had an apartment at the end of a row, it was next to an older couple, I remember this old man being really sweet, he used to always give me and my brother these little caramel cream candy when we would ride our Duke's of Hazard big wheels around, I used to love going to do laundry with my mother, we would ride those big wheels all over the place.
When you walked in the apartment, the stairs were to the right, The living room was to left, with the kitchen slash dining room combo straight ahead, if you went up, my parents bedroom was in the front over the living room, and my brother and I's bedroom over the kitchen slash dining/room.
I remember having a lot of anxiety and trouble sleeping at these apartments. One time I remember seeing what I imagined to be a "little person" hiding behind my bed. I remember running into parents room terrified, but they didn't believe me.
Another strange event, I remember standing at the bottom of the stairs, my mother and grandmother sitting in kitchen area, I don't recall where my brother was, but I remember seeing a woman at the top of the stairs, in what I thought was a black dress standing and I didn't know what to do. I don't remember trying to alert my mother or grandmother, I just remember this event happening. I wonder if I was looking upstairs because Bobby was napping? lol maybe I was imagining someone was trying to snatch him. lol
Unfortunately I 've never seen anything like that again, so I can't explain it. lol
I don't know how we didn't get more injures as children, or maybe kids are just sissies these days. We knew how to have fun in the 1980's, I remember sliding down those stairs at Colonial estates in a cardboard box, with my brother, and I thought it was the greatest thing in the world, and I don't know how we didn't end up going through the wall or causing any kind of damage. lol
Preschool I remember having a lot of anxiety and I'm pretty sure I wet my pants on purpose hoping that they would send me home. lol
I used to get in trouble for not napping because I wasn't tired and they tried to force me to lay down and get in trouble for talking too much.
I absolutely loved playing with the other kids in the playground they had outback, I still look back there when I walk by, as I kid I used to imagine going back to play there every time we drove by.
Here is my first time I recall getting to hit a pinata, since I loved candy, it was a frenzy once that thing burst open, I had never seen anything like that and thought it was the greatest.
I also got to be on TV in pre-school, on some access channel show, I don't know why we were all standing around as kids, but I thought it was the greatest thing and I remember waiting around just to see myself on TV and it was like I was a star. lol
Family
This is were I first started to develope my sense of family, things were always busy, aunt, uncles, graandparents, cousins and friends were always coming around. I remember everyone made you feel liked you belonged and was excited to see you.
Though I recall at a young age that people would complain that I was too big, so I didn't get to climb on the adults like the smaller kids, I got shooed away. lol No one taught me to be gental, so I was rough. It's weird remembering being rough.
I also remember people like my grandpa Stebbins and uncle Art feeling like they were the center/leader of their family groups.
Uncle Art coming over to fix porch with Dad
After moving to Hope St., there was a lot of rot issues with our back porch, so uncle Art came over to help my dad repair all the damage. Art used to get scrap wood and supplies from all over the place, so they used whatever they had laying around.
I used to get so excited to see Uncle Art working on the porch when I got home from school, I loved when family members came to visit, I loved to see it in Grandma Francis, She would visit all the time, we were visiting people all the time at this point. I always wanted to be involved in everything that was going, I never wanted to be left out, and I was nosy as hell, I think it was just Curiousness, but the adults didn't always feel that way. lol
We used to play out on that porch all the time, before it got turned into a dining room, that was in 200ish? lol, as kids the porch was more for storage, we had a couch out there before Kathy was born and we used flip the cushions over and turn it into a Couch Fort, I wanted to build the forts all the time, I still love building them. lol
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