Paula Gibson:  

Debbie and I became best of friends, from exploring the woods, to her going camping with us. Crazy sleep overs at each other homes. She would teach me the art of the curling iron, back then they were fairly new. I played the saxophone, and continued that for many years. I remember Mike Drilling, Jennifer Cucci (spelling on last name could be wrong), Julie, Bonnie a street over. I remember the sadness as up the road from me Scott Hamerling inhaled pam into a bag, his mom found him. I didn't know him well, but I am sure he was troubled. So many others but names become vague with age. One thing I loved about when we grew up was the joy, of just being kids. Parents let us play forever well until dusk outside. We could walk when school was out to play tether ball, oh I loved that. We could go ice skating at the parks greenfield believe the other is rainbow. We had a childhood, where children could be just that children. Free to ride our bikes for hours, play kick ball, kick the can, flash light tag. One thing I think most kids now will never experience. Shortly after starting jr high, we moved to Arkansas a beautiful state so pretty on a farm, yeah green acres for sure. Pam (my little sister) and I had so much fun riding our horses on the 150 acre farm, hours at a time, seeing so many things that were different specially the bugs, huge beetles just very different bugs. It was a hard move though with school we spoke with a different accent and endure so much teasing. They the south though they won the civil war, I got sent to the office one time because I had said really to a teacher where is the forced slave labor and poor share cropping whites. I was really bored in classes as they were so far behind what we had already learned in West Allis. Even the teacher were constantly on us about our northern accent. Up there we said you guys, well that also got me sent to the office where for the first time I saw huge board holes drilled and tape. I looked at them and like no way no way. They demanded to use or call my parents I of course choose them to call. Being before cell phones I didn't know a way for them to call them. I choose to go home. After struggling with the prejudice I faced I was never so glad to leave school. I so enjoyed young adulthood. I have had many careers successful, publish poetry, started companies, movements. I have one child and two grandchildren. Still manage to stay in touch with Debbie. I rescue animals that betrayed and dumped. Much like the poor kitty some boys on my block in West Allis were being mean to,. This is so rewarding for me I think even more than the animals think. I do have face book under my name with Harris though. I live in southern Texas where winters are short, summers a bit brutally hot and much longer. I do enjoy Texas more than anywhere I have ever lived. I hav...Expand for more