Wednesday, October 24, 2007
WHAT A POWERFUL COUNTRY
The attached was written for our writing class. My thoughts on the day the invasion fleet arrived at Leyte Gulf to take back the Philippines might be of interest
Monday, October 22, 2007
MORE ADVENTURES OF THE KATZENJAMMER KIDS....MOE & NANCY
For a short time, our family lived in a house in the Belevedere section. It was called Park Drive, and near the Oak Street bus line. Again, Nancy and I were in the back yard playing. It must have been a weekend, because we were not in school. I was probably 7 and Nancy was 5. As we ran around the back yard, we spotted a gun on the ground. We picked it up and took turns playing cowboys and Indians, aiming and shooting at each other.
We went in the house for lunch and gave the gun to our mother. She was washing dishes, but stopped
for a minute and aimed the gun at the ceiling. It fired a bullet into the ceiling. She panicked and ran next door to our neighbor who threw the gun into the furnace to destroy our fingerprints. That was a mistake. We later learned that the Oak Street bus had been robbed, and the robber disposed of the gun in our yard. My mother realized that , again, we were lucky to be alive. Our previous escapade, the trip to the park had been published in the New Britain Herald. This incident made it into the Herald, also. One of our neighbors was reported to have said, "The Lynches are at it again."
All I can think of of now is that we were our generation's terrible twosome.. Our own two boys,Bob and Michael have carried on the tradition. I'm hoping this doesn't carry on to the next generation. So far, so good!
We went in the house for lunch and gave the gun to our mother. She was washing dishes, but stopped
for a minute and aimed the gun at the ceiling. It fired a bullet into the ceiling. She panicked and ran next door to our neighbor who threw the gun into the furnace to destroy our fingerprints. That was a mistake. We later learned that the Oak Street bus had been robbed, and the robber disposed of the gun in our yard. My mother realized that , again, we were lucky to be alive. Our previous escapade, the trip to the park had been published in the New Britain Herald. This incident made it into the Herald, also. One of our neighbors was reported to have said, "The Lynches are at it again."
All I can think of of now is that we were our generation's terrible twosome.. Our own two boys,Bob and Michael have carried on the tradition. I'm hoping this doesn't carry on to the next generation. So far, so good!
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
A TRIP TO THE PARK, OR, THE KATZENJAMMER KIDS
Nancy and I were just little kids playing in our driveway on Wilcox Street. An older girl who lived up the street stopped by to play with us. When the mailman dropped off a package for us, we ran to the box to see what is was. We opened it and saw it was roller skates for our brother, Jim. Dorothy, the friend, grabbed the skates and put them on. Roller skates in those days tightened onto your shoes with a skate key.
"Let's go," she said. We followed her walking while she skated. She took us miles away to Walnut Hill Park.
We made one stop at her grandmother's house on the way. All we remember is the grandmother giving us coffee to drink. We got to the park and jumped into the wading pool where we stayed for hours. Soon it began to rain with thunder and lightning. It was getting dark by then, so we started home. We got to Main Street soaked to the skin. By now we were frightened. By some miracle, our neighbor, Ann, was just getting on the Oak Street bus. She saw us and stopped the bus to take us with her. Our friend, Dorothy, quickly skated away and went home on her own. She must have been about nine years old.
When we got home, the police were there since we had been reported missing. We must have been gone seven or eight hours. Our mother was so relieved to see us, she didn't even scold us. Nancy came up with the funniest line of all. Said to our mother, "Well, you never take us to te Shee Shore."
"Let's go," she said. We followed her walking while she skated. She took us miles away to Walnut Hill Park.
We made one stop at her grandmother's house on the way. All we remember is the grandmother giving us coffee to drink. We got to the park and jumped into the wading pool where we stayed for hours. Soon it began to rain with thunder and lightning. It was getting dark by then, so we started home. We got to Main Street soaked to the skin. By now we were frightened. By some miracle, our neighbor, Ann, was just getting on the Oak Street bus. She saw us and stopped the bus to take us with her. Our friend, Dorothy, quickly skated away and went home on her own. She must have been about nine years old.
When we got home, the police were there since we had been reported missing. We must have been gone seven or eight hours. Our mother was so relieved to see us, she didn't even scold us. Nancy came up with the funniest line of all. Said to our mother, "Well, you never take us to te Shee Shore."
Sunday, October 14, 2007
BORN FREE
What can I say about Dr. Kaplan? He was by far my favorite Doctor. I first met him in 1951 when I was pregnant with Mara. I'll never forget walking up the stairs on East Main St. in New Britain to his first office. I was one of his first patients. Every time I saw him after that, he always remembered that and would mention it. I was there often as you know, since he delivered all eight children. After Michael he said that the fifth one would be free. Sure enough I was back, and Betsy was born free. Dr. Kaplan also played a big part in saving Mara's life. After her appendix ruptured, she had many more operations. Dr. Kaplan was her surgeon. He was a big part of my life and I will always remember him in a grateful and loving way. Moe
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
DID YOUR MOTHER COME FROM IRELAND......
You have a cousin, Bill Noonan, who has been researching the origins of the Noonans for a long time. We have lost touch with Bill, but here is a bit of his findings, in case you want to look into your genealogy.
