On January 31, 1952, I was born in New Hampshire. For the first three years my life
was spent in a foster home.
Up until the first grade I lived with my grandparents in Maine, and then went to live with my aunt
("mom") in Massachusetts. I was to leave Massachusetts in 1970 to come back home to Maine, but I am getting ahead of
my story, *smiles*
In 1958 my aunt adopted me and became my mother. I was 6 1/2 years old, and would spend
the next twelve years with her.
Perhaps that is why family is so important to me now, because I have experienced the pain
of separation.
My schooling: I attended Upton School for 3 years, then Ryal Side School opened
right up the street from our house and I went there for 3 years. I attended Briscoe Junior High for 3 years.
High School Years: - - Beverly High School. While in high school I was a
Library Aide, in theConcert Choir and in Glee Club. My favorite subjects were music, reading and literature.
My least favorite
were biology, social studies, and study hall. In fact the music teacher took me out of study hall and put me in the music
room where I either ran errands or filed music or joined the music class. (God bless him for saving me from all kinds of trouble,)
Graduation was in 1970.
My education continued at the University of Maine were I received my Associates in Liberal
Arts 1985.
In retrospect, my grandfather had the largest influence on my life. He was non judgemental.
He took me skating, sledding, and ice skating. He bought me my first bike when I was in 7th grade. We use to take long walks
together and just talk. Those times together are sorely missed. Grandparents, never underestimate the influence
you can have on your grandkids. You are storing up treasures that cannot be measured.
The natural question that comes to most peoples' mind when someone has been adopted: "Did you know
your birth mother/father?"
I did not know who my mother was until AFTER her death. (December 25, 1961, at 4am from a
brain anurysm). Although I had met her she was introduced as my aunt. She died when I was nine years old.
My father was not confirmed until several years ago. Again I knew him, but did not
know who he was, other than the father of a bunch of "dirty" kids up the street.
My grandparents were pivotal in my life, so I returned to Maine to be near them.
It was in Maine where I married and divorced.
BTW, my favorite colors are lavender, peach and mint green, *S*
Life has its ups and downs. It is your faith that will sustain you.
One word of advice, "Don't wish for something bad to happen to a person, because if it does you
will feel very guilty."
That is enough about my personal life, LOL
Please continue to enjoy the rest of Tricia's Country Corner.
Remember to visit the Knitting and Music Pages. You may be pleasantly suprised to find a gift
idea for your family and friends!
". . . Welcome! Blessings! Namaste! Who am I? I am I, a Miracle. Who are You? You
are You, a Miracle. Who are We? We are WE, Many Miracles, sent one to the other."
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