The neighbors on Avery Street.
1. The Robbins house. I don't remember much about them except that they had a daughter that had a congenital heart defect. I don't recall as ever seeing her. Looks like the picket fence that they had when we were there has been removed.
2. The Lester house. Mr. and Mrs. Lester had two kids, Ed and Greg. Ed was my age and Greg a few years younger. I can recall that the both of them got in trouble with the law in later years. I can see what appears to be the houses on the cul-de-sac towards the rear of the property.
3. Another view of the Lester house. I am told that the second story addition is of recent vintage. Mr. Lester was a tall man with slick black hair. He earned his living as an electrician. Mrs. Lester was a tiny woman, certainly no more that 5'4".
4. The Sibley house. There were three Sibley brothers, Francis, David, and George, all older than I. I believe it was Francis that played the bass fiddle. In their kitchen was a trap door that led down to a very dark basement. I don't recall what Mr. Sibley did for a living, but his wife, Pearla was a school teacher. The telephone pole just to the left of the mailbox out in front of their house is another story, one that I remember even to this day. It was a very hot summer day and I could not have been any older than five. I wandered down the street and there was a pile of fresh dog doo right by the telephone pole. Not knowing what it was, I stuck my hand in it and smelled it. I remember that smell to this day, and it smelled the same way that scotch whiskey does. In my lifetime, I have been served scotch exactly twice and both times, I puked my guts out. To the right of the Sibley house was the Carter house. They had a boy that got an appointment to West Point. It was a really big deal in the neighborhood and I can remember my own parents talking about it.
2. The Lester house. Mr. and Mrs. Lester had two kids, Ed and Greg. Ed was my age and Greg a few years younger. I can recall that the both of them got in trouble with the law in later years. I can see what appears to be the houses on the cul-de-sac towards the rear of the property.
3. Another view of the Lester house. I am told that the second story addition is of recent vintage. Mr. Lester was a tall man with slick black hair. He earned his living as an electrician. Mrs. Lester was a tiny woman, certainly no more that 5'4".
4. The Sibley house. There were three Sibley brothers, Francis, David, and George, all older than I. I believe it was Francis that played the bass fiddle. In their kitchen was a trap door that led down to a very dark basement. I don't recall what Mr. Sibley did for a living, but his wife, Pearla was a school teacher. The telephone pole just to the left of the mailbox out in front of their house is another story, one that I remember even to this day. It was a very hot summer day and I could not have been any older than five. I wandered down the street and there was a pile of fresh dog doo right by the telephone pole. Not knowing what it was, I stuck my hand in it and smelled it. I remember that smell to this day, and it smelled the same way that scotch whiskey does. In my lifetime, I have been served scotch exactly twice and both times, I puked my guts out. To the right of the Sibley house was the Carter house. They had a boy that got an appointment to West Point. It was a really big deal in the neighborhood and I can remember my own parents talking about it.
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