What better way to evoke your favorite memories than to escape into one of these classic songs about childhood, youth, growing up, and what else…memories. If we missed any, please let us know!
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As I ponder another post topic, it occurs to me that I have never deeply explored what it means to me to have grown up in the School Street Village in Taunton, MA, Why that little approximately one square mile is such a part of my heart. I have posted photos and stories but this one is special. This one goes deeper. Yes, the photos we share dip back into those days, those wonderful dear folk that peopled that place. But, what about way down where the tiniest of memories crowd among all the others. Remembering the dress I wore when I recalled that marble game in the Fuller School playground. The feeling of exultation when I was chosen in the game of Red Rover ,Red Rover! The whoosh of air and the sense of taking off in flight when your swing went as high as it could...and all was possible Pinterest photo The camaraderie that tightly bound us. even as little children, goes on to this day even when the storms and fears and loneliness of old age roam around us. When we gather, even just two of us, sometimes storytelling is such that we end up laughing so hard it is hard to catch one's breath. Remember when....remember when...? Remember Broadway in the 50's as it looked when we were children and teens. Mulhern's Pharmacy, the cars we rode in... Photo courtesy of Charles Crowley( see his Facebook page) This beauty below is from a time I do not recall yet it does not take much to see it in my imagination. This was the corner of Weir Street and the Green probably sometime in the 40's . Some type of Parade when parades meant something. I do recall that in my youth there was another pharmacy, Dunnington's, on that corner, though not so large, I do not think. Below, Main Street in 1939. Imagine: the ever present New York Lace Store! That store has weathered the years and is still in Taunton at that same spot today, 2014! It would be great to research that downtown mainstay. I believe this photo is thanks to Steve Koska. These photos are meant to tickle your memories or if you did not grow up in the fair city of Taunton, to try to recall the downtowns of your past. This blogger would welcome any of your photos in this regard. We humans have whole lifetimes of memories that we can store deep inside. Amazingly, most of us can retrieve them from our immense capacity! No wonder they come trickling up unbidden. You know how that goes? One must capture them, let them flow and link on to others. The trick is to let the joy bubble up. When you grew up in the Village, they usually are the bubbling variety, I assure you. Too often we let computers replace our memories and they grew hazy. Above, late cousin Barry's first birthday in the 50's, a party loaded with cousins and aunts. On Blinn's Court off School St. in the Village. Barry is being held by his Mom. Computers can help, but not replace. That is the sadness of dementia for so many, that they are robbed of those memories. I pray that perhaps, though we do not know it, they still strengthen them. The first friend I knew as a child is now in that darkness. This is a precious photo of my first friend on School St. where we both were born. This photo is from my archives. Somehow my mother saved this all those years. It was probably taken around 1945. It is as cloudy as the years that have passed. But, it is clear in my heart. This was taken in the backyard victory garden of her family, next door to where we lived for a time. Sometimes photos tug on your heart strings and make you sad to know you can no longer reach out. Yet, I believe that somehow still reaching out touches somewhere with love. I was her Maid of Honor way back when ( we bought her gown and my dress at NY Lace Store). Now every few months I send her a card. No matter that she does not remember. Yet her husband one day said my name to her, she thought a moment and said....."wedding"... It gave my heart such comfort to hear that. I have three friends total in her category. I keep on sending my little cards reminding them and their families that I do not forget. The treasures of growing up are locked inside of us. The events, the history of our time help us to access what lies beneath. What lies beneath for me is rock solid love and safety. As a high schooler I babysat after school and did not head home til around 6 p..m. In the winter months it was dark. Alone I shuffled my feet through the piles of leaves along Dauphin's fence. When I could see 184 School St. it was the golden light of the front window that welcomed me. I knew it was warm inside, busy with children's voices, and the smell of another wonderful Mom dinner. Home. During those days, I promised myself I would never leave Taunton. Well, that sure did not happen except for a brief few years. I wandered to far off places and experienced a life far removed from that little house. That is why now I realize that I never did leave, neither the Village or the Taunton I knew growing up. It still inspires me, it still makes me feel safe. It still teaches me what a real community offers the people it shelters. Photos help, stories help. Fingering the pages of my scrapbooks or going through my iPhoto albums all takes me back. It takes me back to see the photos Charles Crowley posts or the memories shared by Arlene Gouveia. Precious are the leaves of our lives stored in these photos and stories. AN INVITATION To further enhance this post click to my earlier posts below. They will reference the reasons I began this blog. http://schoolstvillage.blogspot.com/2012/09/throughout-ones-life-memories-play-song.html http://schoolstvillage.blogspot.com/2012/09/mmories.html
What better way to evoke your favorite memories than to escape into one of these classic songs about childhood, youth, growing up, and what else…memories. If we missed any, please let us know!
Often the old Cod Liver Oil was enough to keep us healthy (ugh...remember that taste!). There was no rush for an antibiotic shot (hence little over abuse), nor a rush to the E.R. First of all a lot of the living that we did as children was based on a whole lot of exercise, morning to evening when we could get away with it,. A nice day? Out we went. And we stayed out, unless it rained really hard. Also, we enjoyed a nutritious and sensible pattern of eating. We ate slowly, at the family table. That offered a sharing time as well as a more leisurely rhythm of eating, good for our digestion. Thank the Lord, the days of cell phones dividing us was way in the future. We said, "May I be excused, when we were ready to get up and leave" or we waited for everyone to finish. We picked up dirty dishes and cleaned the kitchen with our Mom. There were no TV's in the kitchen. We ate lots and lots of fresh vegetables and meat that had next to nothing added to it, it might even have come from our own henhouse or a neighbor's farm. We ate Mom's home cooked desserts, again with just enough sugar. The pantry was full of basic stock and not bags and bags of candies (Halloween stash often lasted a whole long time). Mom canned and froze a lot of food so we had the good stuff all year round. If we got sick, well, most of the time Mom handled that or if it came to it the family doc came to the house or we went to his very simple office, often staffed by only the doc. We survived and we did not sue anyone....! We learned to deal with life without medication..imagine that. We had failure, success, and responsibility and we learned from it all. We even survived without seat belts....and mercury fillings. Remember those dentist chairs and the dentist who did everything? We never heard of a hygienist. What a different day! All the squabble politically today, all the constant bombardment of ads for medications everywhere we look (and nothing is sacred either). The information overload of things that could be wrong with us if we do not do such and such gets bigger each day . It is relaxing just to look back on a simpler life and breathe! I am, of course, all for educating ourselves on how to keep healthy, or even better, to control our own health care. But, today everything has gone overboard in a miasma of profit and greed, and often just by the ever increasing "nanny-state". Of course, one had all the childhood diseases, that was shared sibling to sibling and kid to kid. It was a given. The motto was "get it over when you are young." A truism there. Sometimes what was wrong was indeed wrong, even then. I just about recall the bright red quarantine signs on doors warning that everyone must keep out. That meant diphtheria or scarlet fever usually. A gentleman on the web recalls when he caught scarlet fever. He writes that the teacher asked him to clean out the desk of a student who was out with it, he then contracted it. His teacher did not touch anything and was not infected. It meant a long confinement and isolation at home for the student, though. Happily, those diseases are rarely seen today. All photos from Pinterest The worst conditions my sister and I got were terrible cases of poison ivy which our beloved family doc, Dr. Elias, gave us a shot for if it got really bad, which it often did. I think the shots were Prednisone. The next blog posts will be all about our family doc and others who helped us heal when we were young in the Village, and in Taunton. Stay tuned, there are lots more. As a matter of fact, when I started this series I did not have much. Then a lot serendipidously came to light and I hope you enjoy it all as much as I do writing it. Obviously, hoping you will all chime in and make it even more interesting. If you have looked at the statistics of page views on this blog: over 20,500! From all over the world.
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