Lynwood, Wa

I remember a thanksgiving celebration in our class where students dressed up as pilgrims and indians and went to the other classroom and showed them

I was upstairs with my sister when a young boy walked up our driveway. I yelled at him "Get off our property!" The boy said he had to use our bathroom.
My sister told me it was mean of me. I yelled to him that it was ok, and he said "I don't have to anymore". Felt bad the rest of my life.

My sister made me dance to one of her 45's what she called "The Cowboy dance" and while I was doing it, she had mom come watch me while I was looking the other way. I was mortified, lol! The 45. I was dancing to was a record sonya gave me, I remember it to be called "Buffalo Grass" but have not been able to find it anywhere. If I could I would load it into this page.

There was a wooded area behind the house where I played. It was between our house and a culdesac behind us, I made a friend over there and we played in that wooded area. There was an empty house on the lot that we would go into. It had saloon doors in the kitchen. Police came by it once looking for a drunk man.

 

I ran into the neighbors collected pine-cones back there. A man and his daughter, who was about my age.

 

Sonya and I would use a blanket or a piece of cardboard to lide down the stairs (we never had stairs before) and I remembe Ben coming home and complaining about the racket. I told him " we never get to have any fun when you're here". He looked at me and said "Well, I can go". I ran and hugged him and shouted "No!" He would have been better off.

 

Ben had a real estate office in town.

 

Lynwood had those yellow, traffic pumps seperating the lanes in the road.

 

I was seeing the dentist a lot.

 

My second grade teacher let me draw dinosaurs all day. Every day. I don't understand to this day why exactly. I traced them by laying a sheet of paper of the page and copying the outlines.