just me jim w
Chapter 01
JustmeJimW Life in Long Beach CA
At 6:
I was born with brain danger, which effect only my speech, and Childhood Epilepsy, All my life, I believe that people, Judge by how I talk, and not by what I said, only very few people have took the time, to get know me. And that hurts to this day.
When my Mom and dad, took home, older sister Jennifer and older brother David was home waiting for me.
For the first five years, I live At 167 Morningside,
In 1954, my family move to
It was A three bedroom house, My parent have one bed, my two sister I have one bedroom, and the five boys I have one bedroom, it also have one 3/4 bathrooms, a kitchen, living room, and dinner, there was a wood diver between the front door and the dinner room, my dad took down the diver and made two tables of it, I still have the two tables.
The launder room, was inside, sometime the 1960’s, my dad move the launder to the garage, and made a small office out of launder room.
The hot water heater was in the hall, one day I was running down the hall, ran into the hot water heater’s door, my hand go wet, When and told my dad, the hot water heart’s was leaking, and got new one and move outside.
Between 1954 and 1962, the Winters family phone number was GE82364, and then it was change to 596-8472, At one it was A party line, they was two others family on our party line, we could listen to them make phone, and we did listen.
The some people who live on my street, was Mr. And Mrs. Keen, there have no kids, I always call him, Mr. Keen, I still send him Christmas cards, they Keen was upset with when I sold the house, they did not, like the new owner.
Down the street was, the haydens, they had one daughter, the husband name was Bill, I always call him Bill, and not Mr. Hayden.
One of the many family who live next of us, At thanksgiving, they were go out motorcycles riding, the week before they work to the motorcycles, until 2 or 3 am, and the gas fuel came in my bedroom window, they did understand way I got up set.
Down the street from live my sister friend Mary T., I could say the word Jennifer, so Mary T., got me how to say jen-ni-fer.
In the house across street, live Mrs. Edwards, from 1973 to 1982, I think, she was an old live, One day I saw her newspaper in her yard, I when give it to her, she open the door, and I smell nothing but gas, I told to get out of the house, that I smell gas, she did not what, I was saying, I got my dad, and he out her out of the house, just in time, We call the gas company, they found the stove, was on but not burning.
After that her kids move her to a convalescent home, she did want to move, she told me, that she would die in convalescent home, and four latter she did die.
Now what I remember about Long Beach. Just after I move our new home, I was five years old at that time, one night I got up to go the bathroom, I walk to the kitchen, and open the refrigerators door, and you know the rest of the story.
One summer day, it was rain and we have thunder storm, I swin in my 3 foot deep swim pool, the lady next did think it was good ides, for me to be swim pool, so she told my mom, so I could go swim, until day.
One time a car hit the street light and tree, the street was knot down, and the wire was popping on street, From the electricity, I was kid, it was a summer night, I was running bare feet, my told me to put some shoe on.
One time, was baby sit two brother, they was fright, I did nothing to stop them, then they parents pull into the driveway, that when I try to stop the fright.
On Halloween each year, this man would pass out, hensery candy, the big ones, with almonds, One Halloween, I went to his house, he pass out bubble gum, I ask him, where the hensery bar, he told he lost is job.
Each Halloween, I went to Park Estate, where the rich people lived, I got better candy, I got better candy there, then where I lived.
When we got home, my mom, put all the candy in old coffee cans, we got pick are best candy, the rest we could have, one candy, after dinner.
When I was a kid, we have the mailman, and the beard man, the mailman came 3 day week, I remember him leave just a lot milk, he also, had juice and ice cream. The beard man came five day a week, he blow his whistle, when he came, he had all kinds of goods, but I can remember, getting a lot of cream puff.
As a kid we when to the barber collage and getting a haircut for 25 cents.
Ice cream cone was five cent, three candy bar was ten cents. Movie was 25 cents and you saw two moives.
A ride on the bus was 15 cents.
My junior high year book, was $1.30, high school year was about $7.00. in my junior of high school, I help in the boys gym, pass out towels, and some stole my year, Mr. Young, who was in change of the boy locker room, bought mw a new.
One year they was shopping center being built by my house, and some kids was play in it, the police came, a we all began to run, one just sit down, the policeman caught me, and took me home, told my dad what I did, and the boy who sit down, the policeman let him go. From I learn do not run from the police.
In was in the cub scouts and boy scouts, but do remember much, in cub scouts, I remember make a house of a shoes box and some straws, and the boy scouts, going camp, asking the ranger, for left hand money wrench. It was a mile to the ranger, and mile back, there in no left hand money wrench, it was joke play on the new scouts by the old scouts.
This Story, I almost did not tell, as I make me look bad, but I cannot change the past, In Long beach, Lived three house from Stanford junior high, now Stanford middle school, After school got out for the day, I watch the girl out pass, each year never was girl who stand out for others, I would never talk to them, I was watch them, between 1983 and 1989, they was two sister, older one was Anne n. and the young one was Viola N., Anne did stay hi to me, sometime we talk, about small stuff, She was an senor in high school, in 1987, when my dad die, week after my die, I told Anne, about my dad death, and that was the last can we talk, her sister Viola, was a Junior in high school, when I told her of my mom death, I saw her in for last time, just me before I move to Victorville, Ca., after we did exchange a few letters, I still send her Christmas each to her my house, but she dose not answer them, and that might be best. I just hope that Anne V. and Viola N. are well and happy today.
As I told me before my dad die in 1987, and my mom die in 1989, when my mom die she left me, the Winters family home, in Long Beach, I live in that house until 1991, they was too many reminder of my mom and dad, each time I turn abound I saw them. So I decide to sell that house and move. My family was not to happy when I decide to move, my sister Jennifer also move to Victorville. We bought the same house plan.
Now you know about JustmejimW life in Long beach, ca.

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