The beauty of being a child is that you just don’t know any better and your needs are minimal…. Shelter, food and feeling loved.
My sister and I had all of the above. Life was perfect. We had friends in the neighborhood and from our parent’s friends too. We went to nearby Pembroke Elementary School and went fishing with my father.
We had a movie pass for the summer where we walked to Pembroke Mall to the outside theaters. These theaters were unusual in that they were round from the outside. This walk entailed passing by the haunted Thoroughgood House, an old historical building reap with history and lore.
When we had a little money saved up, we would walk into the mall and browse through Sears and Woolworths.
The best was when our auntie would come from Hong Kong to visit us. She would revel us with stories of their maid and driver. And she dressed impeccably always with full make up on and hair done. Best of all, she would bring presents. I clearly remember a Corgi Batmobile that shot little rockets from chrome pipes on the rear trunks. On a other visit, she walked with me to Freewheelin Bike Shop on Independence Boulevard and I got to pick out a skateboard as well as helmet and pads. The skateboard was a transparent maroon board with black grip tape. I would practice 180’s and 360’s in our garage.
So….. that was our life……shelter,food and feeling loved……
Childhood lost 