(please imagine the date to be of 1981 and not 1990)
Yes, it is true. My Mother went into labor on Labor Day. It was really my idea - I thought it only made sense.
My mother was only 16 when I was conceived - my father 20. They decided to get married because my Mother was pregnant - though friends would recommend against getting married for such a reason. But my Father - a Fundamentalist Christian - felt he HAD to get married.
They ended up divorcing before I was even 10 years old. My mother - a bisexual - went for another woman ( Sue Hamblin of Falls Church, Virginia - a Conservative stronghold next to Washington D.C.) . And my Father has been single and occasionally dating ever since.
I was born in Coon Rapids Mercy Hospital. I was born a suburbanite, and would spend my life in rural and exurban areas before moving to urban Minneapolis in 2002. (Though I had experienced somewhat urban life in Saint Cloud for 9 months in 2000.)
My life would be spent trying to find out its true meaning. Why am I here? I currently feel in 2005 that I want to leave a positive impact on this world. I gain my insight through the Great Spirit and all the situations and people that get tossed into my life are there to be gained from.
Saturday, September 08, 1990
Monday, January 01, 1990
The Eighties
1982
A lot of people do not really think that it is possible to remember when you are extremely young. However, I do. I proved this to my Mother a couple of years ago by giving her details about the layout in every home I have ever lived in. I also explained how things were set-up after my Mother moved things around in the house - usually the living room was re-arranged most often.
Anyways, I do not remember crawling around as much as I remember specific moments looking up and people talking to me. In mid-September of 1982 I was told by my Mother that my sister would be living with us soon. I did not know what a sister really was at the time. But I think I saved this memory because afterwards my sister really did get there. I don't remember when she go there - just this memory of sitting in front of the apartment door in the apartment and being told this.
Apart from that I do not remember a whole lot about 1982 apart from the re-arranging of furniture, etc. I remember significantly more starting in 1983.
1983 - yes I remember various images of this year - which I am sure meld with 1984. I didn't know the years at this age - nor did I care.
But I remember watching "Doctor Who" from underneath and behind the couch. My parents stayed up late and would watch this - and I had a bedtime before the show - so I snuck out and watched it. They would always find me asleep afterwards. Though I do not remember a lot of the plots of these episodes, I do have fragmented visual images of watching it. I also remember Sesame Street and my Mother reading to me. She seemed more interested in reading to me than I was.
I know that I ate a penny one time during my potty-training phase. I had to wait and see if it ever came out. I did see it but didn't want to get it out of the toilet.
I also remember a doctor telling me about potty training. Maybe it was during a check-up but I have no clue.
'84:
We did move by 1984 to another apartment - one in Coon Rapids near this highway. I have seen it again while driving past.
I met these silly twins. They were very hyperactive. I remember one time they were playing with dinosaurs and were rather rude/disgusting in my perspective. Let's just say they pretended one dinosaur left a gift on the ground and another dinosaur ate it. Yeah, not my cup of tea even at 2 1/2.
I went to their birthday party at Chuck-E-Cheese and had a good time. But I still was not all that comfortable with all the lights and loud sounds all around. I wished I had more time there because I had just found this maze thing that I could climb around in when my parents wanted to leave. I wished I had more time to play - even now actually. :)
I had another friend who was a girl about 4 years old I think. She used to wet the bed and the twins would make fun of her for it.
I had a 3-year old Birthday party where my cousin was invited as well as my neighbor friends. I had no concept of Birthday-parties. In fact I was confused by all these games they wanted me to play. I was rather confused by it all - and wished afterwards that I had played a bit more games.
My brother was born a couple months later, on November 29th. I know many people were over to see him and I remember eating popcorn with my Dad and sister at the time. I saw little Timothy sleeping in his crib.
1985
I know my parents moved again but I do not really know the year. We moved to this place on Crooked Lake Boulevard also near some highway in Coon Rapids. We lived in townhouses, and it was much more like a community. The area was not as paved as it is now. The buildings were built on what seemed like a sandy prairie. There was a huge amount of land next to our buildings.
I will post at least one story about living in those townhomes on the January 5th, 1990. But for right now it is too long to discuss.
1986
My Father wanted to live on a farm. I do not believe that my Mother truly wanted to. But we moved to an old farmhouse just on the outskirts of Finlayson, Minnesota in Pine County. If we would have stayed living there my life would be radically different.
I remember having a garden there and picking weeds. But also my Father felt it important that we get "off the grid" in regards to our heating methods immediately. Looking back, there should have been a more gradual change for something that is not easily remediable with instant alternatives. I at least will do that when I want to turn my home into a more renewable and earth-based home than our current mode of living.
But our pipes froze and our home was very cold. We tried heating on only firewood and it was not as practical as it could have been.
My father at the time worked at Shakopee Vally Printing - which meant he had about a 3 hour one way daily drive to work. And so eventually he just stayed down in Scott County until his days off - leaving my Mother to do all the housework in a situation she would much rather have been comfortable in. ( three kids, no heat, though I think we had electricity most of the time.)
This was all in late 1987.
My Grandmother and other relatives heard about the situation my Mother was in and convinced her to leave. She did, and had us all split up for a bit. So initially we went to a foster home for a few weeks in December. I did not like the family much, because I did not have the same rights as their biological children. But at least I was able to watch an episode of "Doctor Who" - it was a Peter Davison episode with the Tract Tators.
Then we were picked up and stayed in the following arrangements: My brother stayed with my mom as he was too young to have others watch. I went with my Grandma Loretta Dougherty on my Mother's side. My sister, Laura, stayed with our Great Grandparents on my Mother's side.
We were united with our Mother in early 1988, and lived with Angel DuCharme's family in a trailer park on the outskirts of Shakopee, but not too far from Chaska either. (it is located their the Chaska turn-off on 169. I enjoyed my time there playing with Angel and Isaac in the snow and eating dough-boys. Though I cannot remember if Angel actually lived there or not - or whether it was Anita and her Husband who did. I think it was them and Angel had lived in New Prague. But I could be wrong.
I do remember a time when Angel and her family lived in New Prague in a farmhouse. We watched the Return to Oz when I was there and I had some Rollo candies for the first time in my life while waiting in the car with them. Angel has told me since then that the place was haunted and they had to move out. I know that when I lived in NP that Andy Seaver and his family lived there.
My mother eventually moved to an apartment in New Prague. Maple Acre Apartments was an interesting place. Every spring there were these box-elder bugs who had infested that place like MAD. I have never seen so many of these bugs in one place, nor have I ever seen them very often ever again. Maybe there is something wrong with that place? But I do know that there water was rather bad - as there were days we would have to boil our water to drink it or just by water at the store.
My Father moved back in with us later in 1988. I had not gone to Kindergarten, but would start 1st Grade. I took a test and they said I was smart enough to start 3rd grade - but that they would not let me skip grades like that. In fact, they made me go to "special classes" to "catch-up" - and I do not know whether my parents knew about it or not.
I had to go to this teacher who would have these one on two classes and I would have to read parts of words - like "ick" and "ack" and "sss" and stuff like that as if I did not know how to read. This other kid with me had a really tough time. Most of my time was spent listening to him try to do what I did rather quickly. I did not understand at the time, but later on I felt a little bad for him.
My pet peeves with my classmates at the time was how they did NOT put spaces between words when writing. I pointed it out sometimes and they didn't get it. But it really ticked me off. Even at such a young age I was too much a perfectionist.
My Father told me I did not have to say the "pledge of allegiance" - which they did each morning. So I think I did it a few times once I figured out what they were all saying. It was weird - like being surrounded by zombies all saying the same thing at once. When everyone is asked to do and say the exact same thing it rather diminishes its true value. I am not going to care about my country any more if I say a few words that say I do - exactly like everyone else.
I was taught a lot of falsehoods that year as well. How the liberty bell was broken by people ringing it too much ( when it broke in transit) and how Christopher Columbus discovered America ( when the Native Americans who lived here before us Did, the Chinese traded with them at some points in history and for the Euro-centric - the Vikings were in America before the Spanish). But that is how public schools are - teach what you believe and it becomes "real." Same thing with religion. How am I to complain?
Doctor Who was canceled in 1989. I wouldn't know it for several years - as the final seasons hadn't been transmitted on public TV yet. But PBS would change the time that it played the show to Sunday mornings at noon in 1991 - and begin with the first episode. ( black and white ones which don't appeal to many peeps). So it is canceled on PBS except for a brief stint from 1998 to 2002.
This concludes my brief overview of my life during the eighties or 1980's. ;)
A lot of people do not really think that it is possible to remember when you are extremely young. However, I do. I proved this to my Mother a couple of years ago by giving her details about the layout in every home I have ever lived in. I also explained how things were set-up after my Mother moved things around in the house - usually the living room was re-arranged most often.
Anyways, I do not remember crawling around as much as I remember specific moments looking up and people talking to me. In mid-September of 1982 I was told by my Mother that my sister would be living with us soon. I did not know what a sister really was at the time. But I think I saved this memory because afterwards my sister really did get there. I don't remember when she go there - just this memory of sitting in front of the apartment door in the apartment and being told this.
Apart from that I do not remember a whole lot about 1982 apart from the re-arranging of furniture, etc. I remember significantly more starting in 1983.
1983 - yes I remember various images of this year - which I am sure meld with 1984. I didn't know the years at this age - nor did I care.
But I remember watching "Doctor Who" from underneath and behind the couch. My parents stayed up late and would watch this - and I had a bedtime before the show - so I snuck out and watched it. They would always find me asleep afterwards. Though I do not remember a lot of the plots of these episodes, I do have fragmented visual images of watching it. I also remember Sesame Street and my Mother reading to me. She seemed more interested in reading to me than I was.
I know that I ate a penny one time during my potty-training phase. I had to wait and see if it ever came out. I did see it but didn't want to get it out of the toilet.
I also remember a doctor telling me about potty training. Maybe it was during a check-up but I have no clue.
'84:
We did move by 1984 to another apartment - one in Coon Rapids near this highway. I have seen it again while driving past.
I met these silly twins. They were very hyperactive. I remember one time they were playing with dinosaurs and were rather rude/disgusting in my perspective. Let's just say they pretended one dinosaur left a gift on the ground and another dinosaur ate it. Yeah, not my cup of tea even at 2 1/2.
I went to their birthday party at Chuck-E-Cheese and had a good time. But I still was not all that comfortable with all the lights and loud sounds all around. I wished I had more time there because I had just found this maze thing that I could climb around in when my parents wanted to leave. I wished I had more time to play - even now actually. :)
I had another friend who was a girl about 4 years old I think. She used to wet the bed and the twins would make fun of her for it.
I had a 3-year old Birthday party where my cousin was invited as well as my neighbor friends. I had no concept of Birthday-parties. In fact I was confused by all these games they wanted me to play. I was rather confused by it all - and wished afterwards that I had played a bit more games.
My brother was born a couple months later, on November 29th. I know many people were over to see him and I remember eating popcorn with my Dad and sister at the time. I saw little Timothy sleeping in his crib.
1985
I know my parents moved again but I do not really know the year. We moved to this place on Crooked Lake Boulevard also near some highway in Coon Rapids. We lived in townhouses, and it was much more like a community. The area was not as paved as it is now. The buildings were built on what seemed like a sandy prairie. There was a huge amount of land next to our buildings.
I will post at least one story about living in those townhomes on the January 5th, 1990. But for right now it is too long to discuss.
1986
My Father wanted to live on a farm. I do not believe that my Mother truly wanted to. But we moved to an old farmhouse just on the outskirts of Finlayson, Minnesota in Pine County. If we would have stayed living there my life would be radically different.
I remember having a garden there and picking weeds. But also my Father felt it important that we get "off the grid" in regards to our heating methods immediately. Looking back, there should have been a more gradual change for something that is not easily remediable with instant alternatives. I at least will do that when I want to turn my home into a more renewable and earth-based home than our current mode of living.
But our pipes froze and our home was very cold. We tried heating on only firewood and it was not as practical as it could have been.
My father at the time worked at Shakopee Vally Printing - which meant he had about a 3 hour one way daily drive to work. And so eventually he just stayed down in Scott County until his days off - leaving my Mother to do all the housework in a situation she would much rather have been comfortable in. ( three kids, no heat, though I think we had electricity most of the time.)
This was all in late 1987.
My Grandmother and other relatives heard about the situation my Mother was in and convinced her to leave. She did, and had us all split up for a bit. So initially we went to a foster home for a few weeks in December. I did not like the family much, because I did not have the same rights as their biological children. But at least I was able to watch an episode of "Doctor Who" - it was a Peter Davison episode with the Tract Tators.
Then we were picked up and stayed in the following arrangements: My brother stayed with my mom as he was too young to have others watch. I went with my Grandma Loretta Dougherty on my Mother's side. My sister, Laura, stayed with our Great Grandparents on my Mother's side.
We were united with our Mother in early 1988, and lived with Angel DuCharme's family in a trailer park on the outskirts of Shakopee, but not too far from Chaska either. (it is located their the Chaska turn-off on 169. I enjoyed my time there playing with Angel and Isaac in the snow and eating dough-boys. Though I cannot remember if Angel actually lived there or not - or whether it was Anita and her Husband who did. I think it was them and Angel had lived in New Prague. But I could be wrong.
I do remember a time when Angel and her family lived in New Prague in a farmhouse. We watched the Return to Oz when I was there and I had some Rollo candies for the first time in my life while waiting in the car with them. Angel has told me since then that the place was haunted and they had to move out. I know that when I lived in NP that Andy Seaver and his family lived there.
My mother eventually moved to an apartment in New Prague. Maple Acre Apartments was an interesting place. Every spring there were these box-elder bugs who had infested that place like MAD. I have never seen so many of these bugs in one place, nor have I ever seen them very often ever again. Maybe there is something wrong with that place? But I do know that there water was rather bad - as there were days we would have to boil our water to drink it or just by water at the store.
My Father moved back in with us later in 1988. I had not gone to Kindergarten, but would start 1st Grade. I took a test and they said I was smart enough to start 3rd grade - but that they would not let me skip grades like that. In fact, they made me go to "special classes" to "catch-up" - and I do not know whether my parents knew about it or not.
I had to go to this teacher who would have these one on two classes and I would have to read parts of words - like "ick" and "ack" and "sss" and stuff like that as if I did not know how to read. This other kid with me had a really tough time. Most of my time was spent listening to him try to do what I did rather quickly. I did not understand at the time, but later on I felt a little bad for him.
My pet peeves with my classmates at the time was how they did NOT put spaces between words when writing. I pointed it out sometimes and they didn't get it. But it really ticked me off. Even at such a young age I was too much a perfectionist.
My Father told me I did not have to say the "pledge of allegiance" - which they did each morning. So I think I did it a few times once I figured out what they were all saying. It was weird - like being surrounded by zombies all saying the same thing at once. When everyone is asked to do and say the exact same thing it rather diminishes its true value. I am not going to care about my country any more if I say a few words that say I do - exactly like everyone else.
I was taught a lot of falsehoods that year as well. How the liberty bell was broken by people ringing it too much ( when it broke in transit) and how Christopher Columbus discovered America ( when the Native Americans who lived here before us Did, the Chinese traded with them at some points in history and for the Euro-centric - the Vikings were in America before the Spanish). But that is how public schools are - teach what you believe and it becomes "real." Same thing with religion. How am I to complain?
Doctor Who was canceled in 1989. I wouldn't know it for several years - as the final seasons hadn't been transmitted on public TV yet. But PBS would change the time that it played the show to Sunday mornings at noon in 1991 - and begin with the first episode. ( black and white ones which don't appeal to many peeps). So it is canceled on PBS except for a brief stint from 1998 to 2002.
This concludes my brief overview of my life during the eighties or 1980's. ;)
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