This is the story of my young life. What I can remember as I was only six years
old. First it was our little house and barn, next to it was our school. One
incident was I had a sore heel and Mom made me wear an old rubber tied with a
string and I remember crying and I didn’t want to go to school.
I
also remember the stairs going to our bedrooms, it was divided with curtains, I
had a big steel crib painted white and our beautiful dog looked like Lassie. He
would come up and sleep under my crib every night. As we were fourteen children,
we did have to share all we had, I never forgot the beautiful little dolls, my
oldest sisters each had one but we could not have them. Mom would roll crib pads
and put a bonnet and mark the eyes and mouth with pencil. When my sisters were
away I would sneak in their rooms and hold the real dolls. I cried many time to
have one but no luck.
One incident I never forgot was when Uncle Albert made a swing with large ropes
tied to as large branch, he was
standing and I was sitting, he was trying to go around
and over the branch. As he did my dear little brother Armand, one year and four
months younger than I, came running in the front. We couldn’t stop and hit him
over the eye, he was bleeding so much. Mom came running and picked him up,
doctors were not available unless we would drive four or five miles, so our
neighbors came, they would all say a prayer. The bleeding stopped, he did stay
with a scar over the left eye. God was with us.
Something I still remember is when my oldest sisters came to the United States
to work, they were staying with Mom’s sister, Aunt Adeline and every year on
Christmas they would come to visit, and they would bring jelly beans and
oranges. We had to all sit on the floor, hold our dresses, they would put jelly
beans and oranges. That was our best treat until the next year.
Another incident was when Mom went to the barn to feed the animals, she did
climb a ladder, she did fall off the ladder and was crying, she was very hurt
and was pregnant with Aunt Rose. It was in the month of March, the neighbors
came to help and we had to pray. She was recommended to St. Joseph and my sister
was born on March 19th on his birthday. One thing we never forgot was
seeing my mother cry. I guess God did help us because my Mom and Dad had a nice
large family blessed with fourteen children.
Well, to end my story, I can still remember when we came to the United States,
it was in November and the end of the war. We left in a ferry boat and by train,
we were sitting near the window. I can still see people throwing papers and
singing, it was in 1918 and peace for all. We had an apartment waiting, the
oldest sisters had come early to find a home for the family, but then it was
also the flu epidemic and all the oldest were sick. There were beds all over the
rooms, all the families had children dying but we were one lucky family and God
spared all of us.
This is the end of my young days and guess we were happy cause we didn’t have
any worries and was a close family. Hope we all meet in heaven, then we will be
together forever. God bless each and every one of us!
I
also remember the stairs going to our bedrooms, it was divided with curtains, I
had a big steel crib painted white and our beautiful dog looked like Lassie. He
would come up and sleep under my crib every night. As we were fourteen children,
we did have to share all we had, I never 
forgot the beautiful little dolls, my
oldest sisters each had one but we could not have them. Mom would roll crib pads
and put a bonnet and mark the eyes and mouth with pencil. When my sisters were
away I would sneak in their rooms and hold the real dolls. I cried many time to
have one but no luck.
standing and I was sitting, he was trying to go around
and over the branch. As he did my dear little brother Armand, one year and four
months younger than I, came running in the front. We couldn’t stop and hit him
over the eye, he was bleeding so much. Mom came running and picked him up,
doctors were not available unless we would drive four or five miles, so our
neighbors came, they would all say a prayer. The bleeding stopped, he did stay
with a scar over the left eye. God was with us.
the United States
to work, they were staying with Mom’s sister, Aunt Adeline and every year on
Christmas they would come to visit, and they would bring jelly beans and
oranges. We had to all sit on the floor, hold our dresses, they would put jelly
beans and oranges. That was our best treat until the next year.
and was crying, she was very hurt
and was pregnant with Aunt Rose. It was in the month of March, the neighbors
came to help and we had to pray. She was recommended to St. Joseph and my sister
was born on March 19th on his birthday. One thing we never forgot was
seeing my mother cry. I guess God did help us because my Mom and Dad had a nice
large family blessed with fourteen children.
peace for all. We had an apartment waiting, the
oldest sisters had come early to find a home for the family, but then it was
also the flu epidemic and all the oldest were sick. There were beds all over the
rooms, all the families had children dying but we were one lucky family and God
spared all of us.
happy cause we didn’t have
any worries and was a close family. Hope we all meet in heaven, then we will be
together forever. God bless each and every one of us!