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What A Time

FAIRLINGTON

I was born on the other side of Washington, at Sibley
Hospital. There was a terrible epidemic of Staff in the hospital
and many babies died. I spent most of my first year fighting it
off. Fortunately, surviving.

We lived in a rented home in Hyattsville, Maryland near Peace
Crossing, a major intersection. We were a block away from
the main road between Washington and Baltimore. It turned
out to be pretty bad place to live. Not only for all the noise,
but our little dog ‘Nipper’ was run over when he ran into the
traffic. Every time it rained Peace Crossing would flood. The
flood made it difficult for Pop to get to work, driving to the
Washington Mall and the Navy Department each day.
Mom didn’t work until later, but she had plenty of things to do
and lots of help from my brother, Joe and me. My early
contribution was making sandwiches. At three, I made my
first Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich.

Crushed Peanuts had been around for hundreds of years. But
the good stuff, ‘Skippy’ crunchy peanut butter, since 1932. I
liked it then, and now.
Here I am in 1942 with my brother Joe before we left
Hyattsville. I must have worn jumpers until I was 4 or 5.

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