Author: 610rrandtr

First of a few diversions from the 60’s to other times…. My maternal Grandmother was the only grandparent in my life. While I knew her only as a bottomless fount of unconditional love, she was quite a strong woman. Physically, she kept a huge garden of multiple fruits and veggies (including a large vineyard) for… Continue reading Total Time Transfer: 1930’s

Just a place to hopelessly encounter time and Then Came Me! And so, the winter of ’57-58 has a new soul. I was born one mornin’ when the sun didn’t shine.I picked up my shovel and I crawled to the mine……. Ooop, sorry, wrong birth. In spite of not being a GYN, my godfather was… Continue reading Born Under a Bad Sign?

Put down those tiny roots! My guess is that my parents moved to the house in the mid fifties. I picture this classic 50’s era billboard in a cornfield with a Donna Reed-ish model touting ‘New Single Family Homes!!” “Quiet community, low traffic area!” “All white faces!!” “Dysfunctional?? We want YOU!!” Well, maybe the last… Continue reading Let’s Make A Nest

The parents! My parents came from the PA coal regions and met post-WWII working at a music store. He hauled and delivered pianos, she sold sheet music and could play piano and sing to hawk a song. He was the youngest of 5, born to the town drunk and his wife. His father beat his… Continue reading Meet Mom and Dad

I suppose my earliest memory should, by rights, be that of my father screaming violently at me or my mother. But, like so many of us 60’s brats, it just begins with brief blurry snapshots of what was and what it seemed to be. If not rose-colored lenses, then ones narrowly fixated on life’s highs… Continue reading But first: In the fifties……

Welcome to My Blog! This is a semi-humorous blog about growing up in the 1960’s–everything was changing, including me. I started it as a lost 3 year old and left it a lost 13 year old adrift in a sea of hormones and rock and roll music. Through it all was my clueless and abusive,… Continue reading Hi, I’m here!