The Beginning Of Another Chapter

After moving back to my hometown I started looking for a job . My father was sick and couldn't work . I was a high school drop out . No body wanted to hire a drop out . I didn't know what to do . I turned eighteen in July 1965...
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The Most I Ever Saw My Mama Hurt

I was in the 8th grade . Didn't hurt for nothing . Had plenty of food . Plenty of clothes . I guess I was just bored . I don't know . Rotten . I was on the way home from school and I stopped in at a small supermarket ....
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My Parents Corporal Punishment

Before I was thirteen and still living in my hometown our homes were fairly close to each other . My Dad always got home from work about 4:30 PM from the oilfield pipeyard . If I came home from school and the teacher called my mother up before I walked home...
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Moving To A New Town

When I was thirteen my Dad got a notice from his employer which was the pipeline division of Amoco Oil , that he was going to have to move to another town . He was being transfered to a town 50 miles away which wasn't that far but in the early...
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Grandma Beavers Pancakes

When i was about eleven or twelve years old I went to spend the night with Grandma Beavers . When I got up in the morning she was making pancakes for breakfast . She ask me " Charles , How many pancakes do you want ? "  I said " I...
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My Fishing Trips

When I was young under thirteen years of age my father decided he wanted take up fishing again like he had done when he was a child . He went and bought all of the neccasary equipment and tackle and with in a few years he knew several good fishing spots...
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How Spoiled Was I

I was born the youngest of two boys in 1947 . The only chores I had was to get up and eat breakfast ; go to school ; collect rocks ; play with horny toads ; or dig holes in the yard to play marbles . And I couldn't even do...
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