George Carreno:  

I'm a kid who was Born in Newark New Jersey, in Saint Michael's Hospital, in The United States Of America. I went to a Catholic School in Harrison New Jersey. Our Lady of Czestochowa Roman Catholic Church is what it called. It was nicknamed O.L.C, to us who were at that school as children back in the 1970's. I'm a kid who was Squired there, and then left that private school, where my teachers were all nuns and where a priest was so rare to see walking around, that it was like seeing a Super Hero when you did see one walk through the hallways when and while we were in class sitting in our desks. I left that school and went to Public School in Miami Florida. There was a Very Big Difference. Let's just leave it at the Structure of the way the students acted were similar, but a lot more lenient on what students did to each other, but not. The Nuns were more strict in every way. It was just a shock to the system with how things are done in Public School, verses, Private School. Catholic School. The teachers in Catholic School, were ALL White, and had a Proper way of being. I am a White Kid, who Changed colors on my skin, very young. Just look at the pictures that I have on this site, or Facebook. Kindergarden. My skin color, if you look at the Class Picture, I was White Skinned, and I know it. I was a hell of a lot lighter then I am now. Then my skin changed colors, in or around that time. My Parents used to take me and my brothers to Florida, We would go to Miami Beach. By the time I was in First Grade, my skin color had already changed colors to a tan, and when I moved to Miami Florida, it went copper, and shined and glistened in the sun when I started to sweat. I was always outside playing, and or wandering around. I was not found inside my home during the day when not at school. I was always outside doing something. I learned how to Catch, and Hunt Lizards, with Grass, and then a BB Rifle. The Lizards were my little people, and I would Catch them, Kill them in Various ways, and even pit them against each other to fight each other in a bucket, and even make them bite my ears and dangle them there on my earlobes like earrings. I went to Kinloch Park Elementary School, and then to Kinloch Park Junior High, and then to Coral Gables Senior High. I know that I went to another school in the area when we first arrived in Florida, I just do not know where it was. It was in the area though. I remember being in third Grade in Kinloch Park Elementary School though and going on from there. My Parents had sold their house on William Street in Harrison New Jersey and we settled at 4221 NW Second Terrace, Miami Florida. At around 14 years old I worked across Lejune Road, at the International House of Pancakes that was almost directly across from the entrance of my street from Lejune Road. My Father, held his job at the Port of New Jersey, where he was a Longshoreman, and would work there and put in the time required every month to be able to keep that job, and then he would either fly down to Florida from New Jersey or drive to Florida. We had fireworks every year almost from him passing through North and South Carolina and picking them up and giving them to us to fire off. We did, and we did it together, me my brothers and my cousin, and I also used them alone as well. I made a bomb once with them, and a candy container that looked like a bomb that had candy in it, and it was loud. I blew it off in the front of the Duplex which was the house that I was living in, in the grass by my front porch. I would use my bike to ride around and find bike parts on the street when garbage was thrown out. I built me a nice BMX bike and had found a Mag rim that I put on the bike, and it was fast, and I had painted it blue. I used it one time, and put it in front of my porch, and it was stolen overnight, and we even had a fenced in lot that had a long driveway, and we lived in the apartment at the very end of the driveway. Someone stole it. The house it L shaped, if you look at it from above. It was dark outside when I came home, and I left it there, and it was gone in the morning. My Grandfather that I knew introduced me to Screwdrivers, the Holy Grail as I call it, to engineers. Two of them, a Flat Head, a Philips Head. Except, in Spanish, the Philips head was called the Start screwdriver. If you look at it from the point and twirl it, it looks like a star. He did not tell me that, that is how I saw the reason that he called it that. I built a go-cart in Harrison New Jersey from parts found in the garbage of people with wheels from the baby carriages that were thrown out, and a Bike in Miami Florida from parts found in garbage's. My GrandFather Rafael Lopez Villareal, showed me how to use his tools. He was always working on the house, and I was allowed to use his tools in the shed, any of them. I was always alone, even though I had a twin brother. He was one year behind me in school because he failed kindergarden. My mom said that he was always sick. I did not see that. My mother would always take us to the ILA Clinic in New Jersey of a sniffle, and he stayed behind in grade I think because of that. In Florida, I was always one year ahead of him in school, and two years behind my older brother in school. When I would hit the next school, my older brother would be at that last year of that school before going on to the next School. So when I hit Junior High, it was 7th Grade for me, and 9th Grade for him, and my twin was in the previous school. When I went to 10th grade, my older brother was a Senior in High School. I was always alone. I also went to summer school regardless of me needing it or not. My mother did not want us at home. I once went to Ponce DeLeon. It was a Summer School I went to once. I think I was in High School already, but it may have been in Junior High at the time. I learned about taking apart Lawn Mower Engines and putting them back together again. I also learned how to make and Launch Estes Rockets there too. It was only one summer that I did that, but I was handy, with building and making things, and I still buy and have Estes Rockets today. I know what I need to know about them. I have worked on any car that I have ever had too. All of them, and I help people out with what I know about them. I can build a car for myself if I want. I just need the cash and tools and area to do it. I have built things and taken apart things to see how things work since I was a baby. I used to take screws out of anything as a baby with my fingernails, and that is when my Grandfather introduced me to, The Screwdriver, Two. The Holy Grail of my life. I am a Thinker, who likes to Tinker. So, like Tinkerbell from Disney in Peter Pan, but a Guy, me. I even had a Cat Clock that looked like Felix that Cat almost kill me while I was inspecting and trying to figure out the inside of it while plugged into a wall socket, inside of my house. It was a loud bang when I put two wires together that should not have been put together at all, and Bright Blue and White Light that happened and Flashed before my eyes and face threw me back a few feet. It blew the circuit breaker to my bedroom in the house at 4221 when I did that. I never did that again. It was a close call, but I learned about Black and white wires inside of that clock. I also liked Coocoo Clocks. There are so many different things that can come out of it or spin around or happen when the clock strikes the hour.in a Coocoo Clock. I was picked on in school, I was alone, no twin brother in any class, and my older brother never defended me when he should have, so I did not have any friends, and was safer, in my eyes, always alone, unless we were playing street football with kids from the area, in the Back of the Junior High. I wandered alone on Bike, and when I got a Car, I was almost never seen with anyone in it at all unless I was giving someone a ride, or if I was going for a trip with someone. I am The Wanderer, as in the Song by Dion. Look for it on Youtube. It did not start off with what he sings about, but it sure did end up that way at some point in my life. I was charmed, but not by that many, but I did have my fun wandering around. No one ever knew who I was, and I was fine with it, know it. I never went bad, and I was looking for my first friend in my life anyways. So I find myself entertaining myself, waiting to find and see, my first friend. I kept myself busy in life, while patiently waiting to see her again sometime in my future. I did not sleep around with any of them. I said it here so it is stated. If I made any friends that were close, it was for short times in my life and that was it. Eddie Nieves, Eddie Coelho, Joe Blanco, it. Everyone else was what I call, a Touch and Go Friend. That is, a person who you meet once, or twice, or knows you are around that you may have interacted with somehow. An Acquaintance, so not a real friend, just someone you may know of, but not know anything about. Raul Lopez was a kid I met in third grade that would just make me laugh. He was there for that year, and if one more, that was a lot. There was no one else at all, that was close like that. In school, there may have been classmates that I did things with here and there in class, but that was it. If I hung around anyone else, I was because they probably were doing something that I was interested in, or I was watching do something that I was interested in figuring out while they were doing it. I told you, I am a thinker, who likes to tinker. So I would hang around things that were being done to learn about things and do them myself later on alone. See, I watch and learn, but no one knew that I was a Thinker, because I was quietly learning about something. I was a good Quiet Kid, that was it. Speed Comes with time. Over time, I was watching people do so much stuff in my life and me try to do things on my own, privately, That I did my own thing while growing u...Expand for more