Tag Archives: Caretaker

42-45 TIME TO OPEN THE ATTIC DOOR

I JUST HAD TO GET AWAY It was nearing Thanksgiving and I decided to go visit my daughter and her family in Missouri.  I managed to get my sister-in-law, Diane, to stay at the house with my mother. I love … Continue reading

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32-36 IT’S TIME TO OPEN THE ATTIC DOOR

  WHAT HAVE I DONE?   The first thing I had to do was to find a doctor who would be willing to treat my mother and understand my father. I found just the one. I made a consultation appointment … Continue reading

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Part 7 and 8 of It’s Time to Open the Attic Door

THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE OUR HOME Life in our home was out of control.  It was hard to get through one day without something upsetting my father and I thought the police had our address on speed dial.  Leaving the … Continue reading

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PART 5 & 6 OF IT’S TIME TO OPEN THE ATTIC DOOR

WHEN BULLIES WERE COOL AT SCHOOL Attending school was a nightmare. In grade school there were the battles. My brothers were picked on because they were short and had to wear glasses. Bill and Terry were bullied back in the … Continue reading

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WAR HAS MANY CASUALTIES Part 4 of It’s Time to Open the Attic Door

WAR HAS MANY CASUALTIES Shortly after they married World War ll broke out and my father was drafted.  My mother was forced to move in the attic of her In-laws because father would no longer stay with the in-laws.  There … Continue reading

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A BRIEF HISTORY OF MY FAMILY Part 2

My Father My father also lived in Milwaukee, but his upbringing was different.  He was the only son and had one sister.  He once told me that his family was wealthy in comparison to my mother’s family. They lived in … Continue reading

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Its Time to Open the Attic Door – Part One

  A BRIEF HISTORY OF MY FAMILY   MY MOTHER    My mother was beautiful.  She was French on her father’s side and “Heinz 57” variety on her mother’s side.  Mother was petite. She had long, dark, curly hair, pretty eyes, well-proportioned legs, … Continue reading

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