I have very few memories of any stories about my father’s childhood. There are, however, a few things that he did share with me. He remembered the Great Depression. His family was extremely poor. His father left the family when he was young; the only details he shared about his father leaving was that he stood on the porch of his house and watched his father leave. I’m not sure how old my father was at that time, but I always assumed it was when he was in elementary school. He dropped out of school in 7th or 8th grade, and he left home around 15 years old.
His mother was very strict; she raised all 5 of her children alone. His mother worked outside the home; I think she cleaned homes for a living. He was closest to two of his siblings (Bab Bra (short for baby brother – I don’t know his real name), and aunt Gigi).