Throwback Thursday - The Notebooks

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To clear up some confusion, the Notebook passages posted on Throwback Thursday were written by my father and found by me after he passed away. They were his attempt to tell the family history. He was in his late 80s or early 90s when he wrote them. Today's chapter:

I began working on July 5th, Skip and I on our first trip together and the last was to give me my orientation. And it was a disaster [ed: the trip] The mosquitoes were so fearless that they were eating us up. That Skip decided that we should pack up and head back to the Club. It was in the wee hours and we had to remind our charges not to make any noise.since people were asleep in their homes and if we woke them up, they would complain to the police who would come to investigate and we would get bad publicity that would hurt the Club. We made it ok and had to shush them up a couple of times.

We got to the Club and laid down over blankets and tried to sleep. A [ed: can't make out the word] at the beginning it was rather tough to do so. Eventually everybody settled down and we got a few hours of sleep.

While I call Charlie Arnold, "Skip", I also called him Charlie and around the membership and staff, Mr. Arnold.

Arrangements were made for the next time, which included nets and able to get use of the tents. The area was owned by the [ed: sentence incomplete.]

From then on things worked well. And we alternated. In August, Charlie asked his landlord for some repair or something and it didn't go well. So he moved us to [ed: 46 Brigham Rd, Waltham, Massachusetts]

It was a nice neighborhood all one family houses. And much better. Still in Waltham and there he stayed for a good period of time. On occasions, he and Doris would take a ride and go to visit their first house, just pause by it. And he would tell me that the window sills that I allegedly painted with turpentine were holding up well. This went on for years. Also the stone wall we built to keep the side walk from falling into the house plot was still standing.