Category: Kid memories

One year, we lived in Bankok. We changed planes in Hawaii. That lasted for about an hour (That was my big Hawaii trip.) before we headed out to Saigon. When we landed in Saigon, we weren’t allowed to leave the Read More …

As part of the move, our car came across on a ship. The ship sunk in Saigon harbor with our car aboard. Luckily, it was on part of the ship that never went under. I knew Dad was responsible for Read More …

TV in Thailand was broadcast in Thai. However, the American shows would simulcast the audio on the radio. We would watch Bonanza and Man From Uncle from the dining room near the console radio. Meanwhile, the “servants” would gather close Read More …

On one trip, Dad took me down to Patiya, down on the Malaysian Peninsula. We waded in the Gulf of Siam, and feeling clams under our feet, collected them to boil for lunch. Dad has one of his crew take Read More …

We had a housekeeper in Thailand named Saixioun. She, in turn, introduced us to our houseboy, who went by the name ‘Lek’ meaning ‘Guy’. It turns out that his name was really Mali, but that is considered a girl’s name. Read More …

Dad never bugged me about the minor kidnapping incident…There was an episode I remember when I was accosted by some young ruffians. Without hesitation, Dad grabbed a 2×4 and had me take him to the group so that he could Read More …

When I was in 5th grade, I remember when the calls came in about Scott’s motocycle accident. He and his buddy had jobs at a movie theater. Apparently, on the way to work, riding in the fog, there was an Read More …

Due to the circumstances around Scott’s death, Mother stopped going to church. Dad and I continued to attend church until he went overseas. With Dad out of the country, I just stopped going.   ~Kurt

We moved to Boston for my 7th grade experience. We lived on South Boston Naval Annex…a ship maintenance and refurbishment facility with only one building, a quadriplex for a residence. The boys living upstairs were really into hockey. I, myself, Read More …

We were living back on Central Avenue in Alexandria. My best friend, Jeff Lovich and I would tour the neighborhood in search of lawns to mow. Jeff had this one job on Fontaine Street. This one house impressed me as Read More …