Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Site seeing in San Francisco

January 1-6, 2008 
A summary of the Twenty-five days that we spent in Palo Alto and the surrounding areas in California.

On Tuesday, January the first, Lora, Meadow, and I were on a plane flying to San Francisco, and on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday Meadow was given several different tests.
She had to stay overnight on Friday because her blood pressure bottomed out during that test.

We spent many weekends sightseeing, one weekend we rode to San Francisco, where we walked part of the way across the Golden Gate Bridge, we walked in Muir Woods National Park and ate Lunch at Bubba Gumps on Pier 39, and we traveled along the coast on hwy CA-1 to Half-Moon Bay. 

On Monday, January 7, Meadow has her first doctor's appointment with Dr. Gary Steinberg and her first surgery was scheduled for Tuesday, January 8, and she will have to stay in the hospital until Friday.

The weekend after Meadow’s first surgery we went to Hollow Park Zoo, and to Santa Cruz Boardwalk. Meadow’s last surgery is scheduled for Tuesday, January 15, and she will have stayed in the hospital until Friday, January 17.

One weekend we visited the San Francisco Zoo, The Pacific Ocean Coast, and Parents Helping Parents. 

Meadow’s last doctor’s appointment is on Wednesday, January 23, and if Doctor Steinberg gives us the okay, we will be traveling home on Friday, January 25.
Meadow will have to return in six months to make sure that the grafts have been taken.

Day 1: January 1, Tuesday 2008 
We are beginning the new year in a jet flying from Nashville, Tennessee to Palo, Alto, California, where Meadow will have surgery on the right and left side of her head to repair her carotid arteries.

Hubby was driving us to the Nashville Airport, so we were both up at 1:30 A.M., we both took a shower and dressed. 
We loaded my luggage into our Yellow VUE and went to pick up, Lora and Meadow. 

Marcus, Marcus, Jr., & JR (Marcus’s Nephew), and JR’s girlfriend were still sitting in the living room at 1:30 A.M. watching television.  
I dressed Meadow in a one-piece suit after Lora put Meadow's medicine in her G-Tube.

We loaded all of Lora’s luggage into our VUE.
We arrived at the Nashville Airport at 4:30 A.M. Hubby helped us unload the luggage, and we said goodbye. 
At the ticket counter, we checked our bags and received our e-tickets. 

We went to the restroom to change Meadow’s diaper before we stood in line at security. 

We had to remove our shoes and our watches, the computer had to be taken out of the carrying case, and all our carry-on luggage had to be placed on the conveyor to be scanned.

Meadow was pushed, in her wheelchair, through security and the guard brought out a wand to scan Meadow’s wheelchair for bombs and drugs. 
After passing inspection, we again loaded the wheelchair down with all our carrying-on baggage and started walking towards the gate area. We will be flying out of Nashville to Denver on Flight F 9239.

We were among the small children and disabled people that entered the plane first. 
We are seated near the front of the plane in seats 20 A, B, and C.
All our carry-on baggage had to be stored in the compartment above our heads. 
Flying over Snowcapped Rocky Mountains near Denver Colorado
We slept most of the way on our flight to Denver, Colorado. 
I went twice to the restroom during our flight and on one of those trips, my foot got tangled in the straps of Meadow’s diaper bag. 
Lora was still asleep, I had to wake her up, so she could help me untangle my foot.

Our flight from Nashville was delayed, we had to wait for another plane to taxi off and they were late on their takeoff, causing our flight to be late which in turn caused us to be late for our connecting flight in Denver.

During our final descent into the Denver Airport, the stewardess said over the intercom,  please if you do not have a connecting flight, stay in your seats.

Since we were in front of the plane, and we had a connecting flight, we were the first to leave. 
I took Meadow out of her car seat, rushed up the walkway, carrying her in my arms, and walked to the ticket counter for our connecting flight. 

The person at the ticket counter said, we have given your seats to someone else since the doors had not been closed for the flight's competition, we will have to ask the people, whom we have given your seats, to get off the airplane. 
Lora had to stay behind to wait for Meadow’s wheelchair & our luggage to be brought up from the bottom of the plane and transferred to our connecting plane before she could board the plane with us.
We were flying with Frontier Airlines and the plane we are now flying on has a porcupine on the wings and tail. 

I sat in the aisle seat, Meadow sat in the middle seat, and Lora next to the window.
During the flight, we were served a drink and a small package of cookies. Meadow slept during most of the flight.

We saw the snow-capped foggy Rocky Mountains from the airplane where the landscape looked like chocolate-swirled ice cream.
Lora was sitting next to the window, so she was the one who took several pictures of the snowy mountain range.
I tried to watch “A Harry Potter Movie” but I kept falling asleep. 

We were the last to leave the plane when we landed at San Francisco Airport because we had to wait for Meadow’s wheelchair to be brought up from the bottom of the airplane. 
The flight attendant and pilots were very helpful in helping us get into the wheelchair and helping us get all our carry-on luggage out of the airplane. 

We walked to baggage claim, found a cart, loaded our luggage onto the cart, and took the shuttle to the rental car area.
We got off the shuttle at the basement of the airport, which was not the area for the rental cars.

We met a woman who worked at the airport and we asked for directions for the rental cars.
She said the directions I am about to give you are the direction that I take to cut down walking time and she said you can go this way. Signs are put up to discourage people who are flying in and out of the airport and this helps workers in getting around.

She said, that we would come to an area, that has a sign that read, this is a security area. 
She said, that we could go through the area, which we did, it took us to the area in the airport where we could take the shuttle to the Dollar Car Rental area.

Lora had rented a PT Cruiser, we loaded the car with all our luggage, buckled Meadow into her car seat and Lora drove us down Highway 101 to Palo Alto, California. 

We arrived at the RMH on Sand Hill Road just before 3:00 P.M., which was when the office closed. 

The woman working in the front office checked us in, then she gave us a copy of the rules, and we showed around and were given two keycards to our room.

I pushed Meadow to our room M213, while Lora parked the PT Cruiser in the garage, which was under the RMH building.
After parking, the PT Cruiser Lora loaded our luggage on a cart and pulled it upstairs to our room, where we unloaded it.
Meadow and I went back downstairs with Lora to return the cart.

We rode to McDonald's for lunch, where I ordered a grilled chicken sandwich, Lora ordered a Fish Sandwich, and Meadow some chicken nuggets. 

We rode back to RMH where we rested for a couple of hours.
Pasta, a large salad, and several sweets had been prepared and brought to the RMH to be served for supper which Lora and I ate.

After supper we rode to Safe Way Grocery Store, to buy Meadow some Pedi-light, and some snacks. 
Then we rode to Lucile Packard Children’s Hospital, to check it out, this is where Meadow will have her surgery.
It had been a long day, so we rode back to RMH and went to bed.

Day 2: January 2, Wednesday 2008
It is day two, and Meadow was awake at 6 A.M. Alabama time not California time which is 4A.M.

It was just a little too early to be getting up, but Meadow did not know the difference and she played for two hours.

Meadow will be having an MRI today, she can only clear liquids, so she is fed only apple juice.
Meadow after MRI
Lora and I both ate oatmeal with canned fruit for breakfast.
Meadow was crying because she wanted her Pedi Sure, which she could have after her MRI at 2:30 P.M.
We left Lucile Packard Children’s Hospital at 6:30 P.M. stopping at Walmart for a package of tea, and a box of cookies. 

We stopped at Jack-in-Box to purchase a large unsweetened tea, most of the employees that worked at Jack-in-the-box spoke Spanish and they did not under our Southern slang.  
Lora said repeatedly I would like to order a large unsweetened tea finally I said you know a large drink like coke. They were still laughing as we drove away. Lora rode to Taco Bell where she ordered an unsweetened tea and a sandwich. Ironic they all spoke English.

We rode back to the RMH where we ate supper, watched some TV, and were in bed around 12:00 P.M. 

Day 3: January 3, Thursday 2008 
Again Meadow woke up early, she was up at 6:00a.m. and her diaper was soaking wet. I change her and put her back to bed with us. 

Both of Meadow’s eyes were very red because she was allergic to the tape that the Anesthesiologist used to put over her eyes when he put her to sleep for the MRI test.

They put an IV into Meadows' arm for the MRI test, and she will be having another test tomorrow, so they left the IV needle in her arm.
They covered the IV with Coban so Meadow would not pull it out, but she is bitting at the Coban with her teeth trying to remove it.
Meadow trying to remove the Coban with her teeth.
Lora and I both got up, took a shower, dressed, and walked downstairs for breakfast. 
Again, Meadow could only have clear liquids, so she was fed a can of chicken broth.

Both Lora and I ate a bowl of Kasha Cereals for breakfast and after breakfast, we rode over to Save A Lot Grocery Store, where Lora bought some diaper wipes.

Meadow was taken back at 1:30 P.M. for her second SPEC SCAN test at Lucile Packard Children’s Hospital and Lora and I stayed with Meadow until she went to sleep. 

During Meadows's test, Lora and I went to the cafeteria at the hospital for lunch.
Lora ordered a cheeseburger and fries and I ordered chicken fingers, a salad, and a parfait.

After her test, Meadow was taken back to PACU for recovery, after she recovered, she drank a can of Pedi-Sure.
By the time, when we returned to the RMH, it was pouring rain.

Meadow’s test went very well and she was playful for the remainder of the day.

That night at RMH we played Bingo.
Lora won two dolls, one for Madison and a Dora doll for Meadow.
It was terribly stormed that night causing 1 ½ million people in San Francisco, to be without power.

Day 4: January 4, Friday 2008 
Meadow will have two tests today, she could only clear liquids, so once again she is fed Chicken Broth.

Her first test will be the second part of the SPEC Scan Test.

Lora had Meadow’s Pedi Sure shipped to Doctor Stanford’s Office.
We meet Jill, from Dr. Stanford’s office, in front of Stanford Hospital, to pick up the Pedi-Sure.

Both Lora and Jill got wet while loading the Pedi-Sure into the car because it was pouring down rain.

Lora parked the car in the parking deck at Lucile Packard Children’s Hospital.
We walked to admitting, where Meadow was admitted once again to the hospital for the two tests.  
We met with Dr. Dodd in neurosurgery, he is doing Meadows's angiogram, and he explains the procedure that he will be doing on Meadow. 

Dr. Dodd said Meadow will be under anesthesia until the Angio and the second part of the SPEC SCAN are completed. 

Meadow’s little body could not stand all the stress of the two tests, her blood pressure and pulse dropped. 
The team administered B/P meds and IV Solu-Cortef (Cortisol replacement) or stress hormone due to panhypopituitarism. 

The doctor came looking for Lora and me, but he could not Lora because she had fallen asleep at the door in the lobby and I had gone downstairs to use the restroom.
When the doctor did find Lora he explained what had happened and he took her back to be with Meadow.

When I returned to the lobby a male nurse took me back to PICU.

Meadow was placed in PICU overnight, to be watched, Lora and I stayed with Meadow until 12 A.M.
We went to the lobby on the second floor and tried to sleep.

I walked up and down the stairs about 5 times during the night because there was no public restroom on the second floor.
Lora said they got cold sleeping in the corner of the lobby and that it made them sick.

Day 5: January 5, Saturday 2008 
I was up at 6 A.M. I went to check on Meadow, and then I went to the cafeteria to eat breakfast.
I ordered muffins, eggs, and bacon, and I went back to the lobby to work on my computer.

Meadow was dismissed from the hospital at 12: P.M. We rode back to the RMH and everyone took a nap.

The RMH had grilled hamburgers for supper and after supper, we talked to other families that were staying at the RMH.
We met a couple from Oregon who had lost their little girl from kidney failure and had come back to the RMH to bury her. They had four more children waiting for them back home in Oregon.

Day 6: January 6, Sunday 2008 
We were up at 8:30 A.M., we both took showers, ate breakfast, and Lora drove on Highway 101 toward San Francisco.

We crossed the Golden Gate Bridge, and Lora stopped at Golden Gate Bridge Park.
We had to put our jackets on before we got out because it was still a bit chilly outside.
We put Meadow in her wheelchair and then we wrapped her up in her pink blanket.

We stop to take a picture with a statue of “The Lone Sailor Memorial and his duffle bag” This memorial commemorates the sacrifices sailors of all branches have made for the sake of freedom. In the background, we saw rolling hills of green and brown.

The Lone Sailor
We had walked about halfway across the Golden Gate Bridge when we stopped to take pictures.
A nice woman offered to take a group picture and we said yes.


Standing on the Golden Gate Bridge
While we were on the Golden Gate Bridge both Lora and I took many pictures of the city of San Francisco and Alcatraz (the Rock) the now deserted prisons. 

We returned back to the car to feed Meadow a can of Pedi-Sure.

We rode to Muir Woods Memorial Park, with all the twisty curves we made as we descended into the canyon below.
Driving to Muri Woods
There was no electricity at Muir Woods, the storm the night before had knocked out the power.
We paid three dollars each to enter the park.

Some of the paths where we walked in the park were concrete, while many others were wooden and some of the beaten paths were just dirt.
We saw a bubbling creek that flowed beside the path where we were walking, and next to the creek was a white wooden fence to keep people on the trodden path.

The dense forest was loaded with Redwood and Sequoia trees and they were big enough to stand inside.
The forest was probably full of bears and other wild creatures, but we did not see any.

The path was muddy and full of debris, and the rough terrain made it hard to push Meadow in her wheelchair.
Meadow’s little head went bobbing up and down as I wheeled her along in her wheelchair, which she thought was funny, and she laughed. 

We walked about two miles into the woods crossing a bridge to reach the other side.
We looked up at the sky from inside the Forrest where we saw the tops of the skyscrapers of the Redwoods and Sequoia Trees.

Redwoods and Sequoia Trees
Standing inside one of the many trees in Muri Woods
We also saw a huge redwood stump that dated back to 1100 AD.
We stopped at the restroom to change Meadow and use the restrooms.
We met two strangers outside the restroom and they wanted one of us to take a picture of them using their camera.
Then one of them took a group picture of us, we were standing next to a statue of a wooden carved brown bear.

I said to Lora that I would be afraid to eat a picnic lunch in Muri Woods because the bears might smell my food. 
We saw a Euro/Asia Indian family eating a picnic lunch in the Forrest.

We headed back to the car and wiped the debris off Meadow’s wheelchair, and the debris off our shoes before we got into the car.

We cross the Golden Gate Bridge into San Francisco and turn left toward Fisherman’s Wharf.

Lora parked the car inside a parking deck and we walked across the street to Pier 39.
We took the elevator up to Bubba Gumps Shrimp Company Restaurant and Market where we were seated at a table overlooking the San Francisco Bay. 
Bubba Gumps Seafood and Company at Pier 39
Bubba Gumps was a movie sign that read: Movie posters Pirates of the Caribbean.
We start our meal with an appetizer of spinach dip with chips. 
Lora and I split a plate of salmon cooked in rice, served with asparagus, carrots, and snow peas. 
When we finished eating our meal, we took Meadow to the restroom, changed her diaper, and then took the elevator to the lower level. 

We walked to the end of the pier where we both took pictures of Alcatraz.
Alcatraz
Along the pier were piles of brown and black sea lions lying on pallets bathing in the drizzling rain.

Sea Lions on Pier 39
We saw a sign posted that read: PIER 39 Harassment of the Sea Lions is a Violation of the Marine Mammal Protection Act. No docking, approaching, feeding, or throwing objects allowed.
We stopped in at Candy Baron to buy some saltwater taffy, they have sixty-six varieties to choose from and Lora bought Meadow a colorful sucker. 

We all rode the San Francisco Carousel that was handcrafted in Italy and I filmed Lora holding Meadow as the Carousel went around, up and down.



At Pier 39 Marina we saw 39 houses, with a 300-berth marina double-fingered wooden dock, boat slips that housed, sailboats powerboats, yachts, and a very large white cruise boat with the name Regent painted in black on it.

Lora wanted to drive down Pacific One Highway, this is the road that runs along, the coastlines of California.
Lora needed direction, so when we spotted a parked police officer, she pulled over next to him and asked for directions.
He said I can give you a shorter route so you will not have to drive back into the city.
He said, follow the third street, you will go under the Golden Gate Bridge to Market Street and follow Market Street to Highway 19 and stay in the middle lane. 

We followed Highway 19 to I-280 to Pacifica One Highway, by the time we reached Pacifica Highway One it was too dark to see the ocean. 

We enjoyed the ride even if it was drizzling rain as we traveled up the winding, mountainous roads.  

By the time we reached Half Moon Bay Beach, it was closed.

We stopped at a local store near Half Moon Bay where I purchased some cough drops and a non-winning lottery ticket.
Lora purchased a bottle of water and we used the restrooms.

Lora drove us back to Palo Alto driving down I-280 to San Hill Road.
We saw a family of deer on the mountainous road that Lora took to bypass the city back to the RMH.


We stopped at a local grocery store for washing powders. When we arrived back at the RMH I washed three loads of clothes.

Events with my grandparents2

Sweet Potato Kisses was one of a favorite dessert that my grandmother would prepare for us.
The receipt of her potato kisses:
You take a small potato boil it with the jacket on and cook until done.
Peel the potato mash it up and roll it out. 
Add powder sugar and peanut butter to the center. 
Take all ingredients and roll into a ball and slice into pieces.

During the holidays my grandmother would spend hours making our Christmas presents.
She was very handy with a needle and thread. She would make for us sock monkeys, rag dolls, and dresses, every stitch was sown in love. 

My grandmother had very little when it came to income, she could stretch that dollar. 
She always had a Christmas tree beautifully decorated that would light up any room.
When she plugged the Christmas light into the wall sockets, the Christmas lights would start to bubble, the angel hair and icicles gleamed. 
She would make a pot of popcorn that we would string. She would take construction paper cut it into strips that we would glue together to make a rope to string on her tree.

My grandfather loved to smoke that Prince Albert tobacco and when he would run out of his tobacco, he would give us grandkids a nickel and we would walk to the store to buy him some smoking tobacco and white paper.
I loved to watch my grandfather take the white papers and roll his tobacco inside.

I remember once when I was outside playing, I stepped on a honey bee with my barefoot, my grandfather pulled the out stinger out of my foot and covered the swollen spot with some of his Prince Albert tobacco.

I know my grandfather had a kind heart, or my grandmother would have not married my grandfather. As the years progressed my grandfather depended on liquor.
When I was still very young, I remember sitting next to my grandfather on the sofa, as he told scary stories. 
The one I remember most was about bloody bones.
The story would end with my grandfather saying,
Going up one step, going up two-step and he would continue on counting going up the steps when all of a sudden he was shout out “GOT You” we would jump up with fright.

My grandfather loved the feel of earth with his hands. For many years my grandparents raised a vegetable garden that provided for food for them and they sold the access for income.

My grandparent's backyard was filled with apple trees peach trees, pear trees and plum trees that my grandmother would take and make jams and jellies and they sold the access for cash for this was their source of income.
My grandfather had one Chinaberry Tree that produced chinaberries which I never knew the use and they stunk to high heaven.
We were forbidden to climb in the fruit trees but that never stopped us.
My grandfather loved to tease us, he would tell us if we swallow a seed from any plant that they would grow inside of us.

It was my grandmother that introduced me to God and the church. 
I would ride with my cousin and grandmother to a small church on the north side of Sheffield. 
Mr. Ulman, a member of the church, volunteered to take my grandmother and her grandchildren to church for he passed by her house on his way to church. 
Not sure if Mr. Ulman was single but I know his wife never attended church. He was an older man so he could have been a widower.
If it had not been for Mr. Ulman my grandmother would have had to walk to church.

In Sunday class, I learned about Daniel and the Lions Den, about Adam and Eve, about Noah building the Ark, about Shadrack, Meshach, and Abednego and how the angel walked inside the blazing furnace with them. 
Each week we were given a pamphlet, which includes a picture of that week's lesson that we could take home,  which I treasured.
After Sunday school class, we would reassemble in the auditorium for Church.
There would be someone playing the piano and someone playing a (squeezebox) accordion.
It was amazing, the music that machine would belt out, a man would stand while compressing and expanding the bellows while pressing buttons on the right side of the accordion.
One of my favorite Christian songs that we sang during service was “WHEN THE ROLL IS CALLED UP YONDER.”
The preacher would give a long sermon and then he would be dismissed, everyone.
I remember one Sunday night after services and Mr. Ullman was driving us home when the right door on the passenger's side of his car flew open when Mr. Ullman turned left at the red light on North Montgomery Avenue when out flew my cousin right into the street.
Thank goodness we were not going too fast and she only had a few scratches on her elbow and hands.

My mom’s parents depended on my dad to take them places for my grandparents could not afford a car. 
When my grandmother wanted to visit her sister that lived on Penny Lane in Huntsville, everyone would load into my parent station wagon and we would ride to Huntsville. 
It would be a day trip and my aunt would prepare a nice meal for our visit.

My grandmother's father and step-mother lived in Town Creek.
When my grandmother wanted to visit her father, she and my grandfather would take the train from Sheffield to Town Creek. 
The Sheffield Depot was within walking distance from my grandparent's house.
In fact, the train tracks were so close that when I would spend the night at my grandparents, I could hear trains blowing their horns to warn people they were coming down the tracks as I lay in the bed trying to sleep.

Sometimes our whole family would pile into our station wagon, along with my grandparents and we would all ride to Town Creek.
I loved to visit my great grandfather he was a kind-hearted soul, a jolly man and very involved with us kids.
I remember my grand grandfather showing us how to put a straw stick into a hole, wiggle the straw and we would pull out a worm he called Chicken Chokers.
Chicken Chokers are larvae of tiger beetles that ambush predators of other insects, lying in wait in their burrows with their heads flush with the surface of the soil.  
The chickens do more harm to the larvae than the grubs.

My great grandparents lived in an old discarded military dining trailer that they had purchased from the army. 

In the middle of the trailer were three steps leading to the front door.
Once inside to the right was a large, round, oak dining table with a half-round bench encircling it.
A couple steps down was the living room with a couple of rockers and next to the rockers was their bed and standing just out from the wall was a coal heater. 
At the very end was the kitchen which had been build to cook for a large crowd of men at mess time.
My great-grandfather was visiting his son in Lakeland Florida when he passed away at the age of eighty. His body was returned back to Alabama where he was buried. 


The first funeral that I ever remember attending was that of my great-grandfather. 

Two little girls Adventures after school 2

The two little girls both were in the first grade and walked every day to Elementary School located on West Montgomery. 
The girls stayed with their grandmother, who never owned a vehicle in her entire life, during the school year. 
The two little girls were constantly getting into trouble both were like the monkey in the stories of Curious George and the man with the yellow hat.

One day on their way from home from school, they stopped at the local church where they walked down into the basement to take a peek inside.
There they found a refrigerator full of food, they were very hungry so they poured themselves a glass of buttermilk and filled it with a slice of bread. 
The little girls thought to themselves that the Lord would have said, “I have bread to spare.”

For Christmas, their grandmother had given all her granddaughters caps with a tassel attached at the end. 
The older little girl lost her red and white cap, with a tassel attached on the back, one day on the way to school. 
The little girl searched high and low for the cap but could not find it anywhere. 
The little girl was determined to find that special cap her grandmother gave her, for she felt it would make her grandmother very sad. 
The little girl continued searching for that special cap and one day while she walking home from school, the little girl spied a cap just like the one she had lost, it was hanging on the front porch of a white framed wooden house not far from the school.
The little girl began to step upon the porch, of the white framed house, when a grouchy old woman came outside and said, “what do want?’ 
My cap replied the little girl, but the grouchy old woman said, that is not your cap, it belongs to my granddaughter.
The grouchy old woman snatched up the cap and took the cap inside, never to be seen again by the little girl.
Sadly the two little girls walked home and told the grandmother that she had lost her cap but to her surprise, the grandmother was not angry.

She replied, sometimes things have a way of working out, and she surprised the little girl with a new red and white cap that the little girl treasured.

Two littles girls adventure across town

One summer morning two little girls were playing outside on the lush green grass that was covered with clover while bees buzzed all around and they said to one another let us go to town.
Downtown Sheffield was within walking distance for the two girls for they had walked to town many times with their parents, but on this special day, they felt they could do it without them.
So, the two little girls, (ages six and seven)washed their faces, combed their long curly red and yellow hair, pulling their hair back into a ponytail, dressing in their new red and white short sets and putting their shoes on their feet because the streets would be too hot for bare feet.
It was a beautiful bright sunny day when the two little girls began walking up SW 13th street, they crossed west Montgomery onto Shop Pike, where they could walk along the sidewalks that lined the streets.

The two girls played a game” step on a crack, break your mothers back” as they tried to avoid the lines, cracks and the humps on the sidewalk.
When the sidewalks were laid, many years before, the trees were small as they grew so did their roots causing the sidewalks to bulge and crack. 

Shop Pike ran into north Montgomery Avenue, which leads into downtown Sheffield. Before the girls could enter downtown, they had to cross the Southern railroad tracks that ran east and west of West Montgomery Avenue.

The girls looked both ways before they crossed the train tracks because the train tracks became very busy when trains carrying freight cars came barreling down the tracks.
Sometimes there would be trains coming from both east and west at the same time.

When a train came across the tracks that led into town it took at least twenty to thirty minutes.
When our family would drive into town we would wait patiently in the car for the train to pass, and when we saw the red caboose we knew it was the end of the train and we would begin to sing:
“Little Red Caboose, Little Red Caboose, behind the train, the train.
Smokestack on it’s back, going down the track. 
Little Red Caboose behind the train. 
Woo-woo-woo!”

The two little girls were excited as they walked down north Montgomery Street without their parents tagging along.
They felt all grown up as they walked into their first store, which was a furniture store.
The two girls started to look around, they even walked upstairs to the second level as they looked at the furniture, pretending they were shopping. 
A salesman came up to the two little girls and said, where are your parents and the two little girls said ever so boldly they are shopping. The salesman gave both the little girls a bright yellow pencil as they were leaving the store. 
Down the street, the little girls skipped, ever so exciting to be shopping, without their parents saying you cannot have that.
They went from store to store, and they stopped at Western Auto to look at the baby dolls wrapped in pink and blue blankets.
At Abrom’s they saw dresses hanging on racks, in shades of brown, with pleats, covered in tan lace and large sashes attached to the backs of the dresses, they saw red checked dresses that buttoned down the front, blue and white striped sailor dresses that would be ever so cute to wear to school to show off to the other students.

Oh, how they wished they had the money to buy one of those dresses, but they were penniless.
Abrom’s was THE store shop, everyone with money came here to shop.
Abrom’s had two levels with a staircase that led to the upper level, it had tub carriers, a machine much like the banks use today at their drive-through windows, where they would send their tickets up to and downstairs, which was fun to watch. 
At the five and dime, the girls spent a long time looking, because they were many bends filled full of trinkets of all shapes and sizes that you could purchase for just ten cents.

The stomachs of the two little girls began to growl so they stopped at the Liberty Super Market for an ice cream sandwich and a box of cookies.
The girls had now completely walked through every store in Sheffield, but the day was still young and they were not ready to return home. 
The two little girls continued walking up north Montgomery Avenue, they turned left onto Alabama Avenue and continued walking until they reached the Tennessee River. 
The older little girl’s family owned a boat that they had docked many times at Riverfront Park. 

The Tennessee River holds many dangerous drop-offs from the water's edge, which these two little girls knew, so they stayed close to the edge, as they waded into the water just to cool off their feet making sure that they did not get their clothes wet.

The streetlight guided the girls as they began their journey home.

On their trip into town, the girls were given yellow pencils by the salesman at the furniture.
The girls thought the yellow pencil was ugly so they swapped the yellow pencils for bright purple, pink and white pencils. 
The girls also, put small girls slip into a shoebox at the five and dime.

The sun was shining brightly that day, so they each put on a pair of sunglasses.
Before the girls reached home they buried the sunglasses, and little girls slip at the end of the street where their grandparents lived. 
They began walking to their grandparent's house, only to be greeted by two very unhappy parents.
The two little girls told a lie, they said they had spent the day at a friends house, but their parents knew different because they had made a mistake, they had stopped at an aunts house to visit before they walked to the Tennessee River. 
Both girls received a whipping and were taken home.
Weeks, later the girls claimed to discover the items they had taken at the end of the street. 

Their parents never knew the difference until years later when the older girl told her mother the story about their trip to town, their visits to the many stores, and them taking all the items that they had found at the end of the street.


Monday, March 2, 2015

1962~ The Battle of Shiloh April 6-8, 1862

1962~ The Battle of  Shiloh April 6-8, 1862 
The Battle of Shiloh:
The Battle of Shiloh, also known as the Battle of Pittsburg Landing, was a major battle in the Western Theater of the American Civil War, fought April 6–7, 1862, in southwestern Tennessee. 
A Union army under Maj. Gen. Ulysses S. Grant had moved via the Tennessee River deep into Tennessee and was encamped principally at Pittsburg Landing on the West bank of the river. 
Confederate forces under Generals Albert Sidney Johnston and P. G. T. Beauregard launched a surprise attack on Grant there.

Summer of 1962, our family attended the one hundred years Centennial of the Battle of Shiloh. 
We were vacationing in Savannah, Tennessee with my dad's friends Ronnie and Maria Cornelius.

Ronnie’s parents lived in Savannah within walking distance of the Shiloh Battle Field where the
Reenactment of the Battle of Shiloh was taking place.
Ronnie, Maria, and their children were staying with Ronnie's parents.

From the Cornelius home we could the Merchants (Sutlers)setting up tents with period style-goods to sell to the reenacts and the public. 
There were men dressed as Union and Confederate Soldiers getting ready to engage in battle.
We were amazed, as we watched the cannons and rifles being fired, during the reenactment
The smell of gunfire (burning power)and black smoke filled the air. The battle raged on men were dying, bodies covered the ground, what an awful sight, death.
We walked back to the Cornelius house and dad was ready to return to our vacation campsite on the Tennessee River.

We had arrived in Shiloh in dad's new Blue Dodge pick-up truck, pulling our red and white nine-seater outboard motorboat.
The bed of the truck was filled with eight kids, water-skis, orange life jackets, swimsuits, extra clothes, food, and water.

We had come prepared to swim, fish and camp on the Tennessee River.
We had brought a large green military tent for all our belongings and a place for all of us to sleep.

Dad and Ronnie had put out trot-lines early that morning and by late that afternoon 
they had caught enough catfish to cook for dinner.

After dad and Ronnie had cleaned all the catfish they built a roaring fire.
Mom had a cast iron pot with a handle, and the pot was hung over the hot roaring fire.
Mom would fill the cast iron pot full of Mazola oil when the oil was boiling
she would drop in the catfish. 

While the oil was still hot, mom would make hush-puppies and drop them one by one into the pot.
She stopped cooking hush-puppies when there was enough for the family.

In preparation for our upcoming meal, we would cover the picnic tables with a white sheet.
We would sat-out paper plates, forks, napkins, cups, catchup, tartar sauce and cups for ice tea.
We had purchased a cooler full of ice at the local store.

The kids would retreat back into the Tennessee River until dark, leaving mom to do all the cleaning up after dinner.
It would be way after nine when we headed to the tent and would fall onto our palates (a place for us to sleep.

We would be awakened by the buzzing and vampires mosquitos that left red blotches everywhere on us.


Insect repellent was the most.


We were invited to eat Sunday dinner with the Cornelius family.
Mrs. Cornelius had prepared cornbread, meatloaf, fried potatoes, white beans, corn and apple cake for dessert.


Our vacation was eating catfish, camping, skiing and swimming on the Tennessee River and the reenactment of the Battle of Shiloh.

My least favorite thing about our vacation was the vampire mosquitoes.

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