My mother called this house "the house where Ami was born" because my parents moved close to the birth of each child. There was a "house where Kiti was born" and a "house where Liti was born" but I don't remember either. I think Mom told me that one was on Johnson St., and that one was no longer standing.

We probably moved here in 1960 and the number may have been 725, but I could be wrong. We lived on the corner, the first house on the block near a service station (perhaps it was Conoco) where we knew one of the attendants who was named Gus. We liked the service station because there was a soda machine where we could get a bottle of soda for a dime and open it with a bottle opener on the machine itself. Also nearby was one of the early McDonalds, a red and white striped building with hamburgers for 15¢. Our neighbors included a very old woman across the street - she must have been 80. I can't think of her name now, but she lived in a yellow house and Mom sent us over with soup for her sometimes. On May Day, we went from house to house leaving May baskets for our neighbors with flowers and home-baked cookies. At the other end of the street were our friends, the Oimens. Mrs. Oimen was Italian and even at the age of 5 I loved her cooking - I remember telling my mother that my favorite cooks were Mrs. Oimen and McDonalds! I think Mr. Oimen worked for Oscar Meyer and their two children, Mary Esther and Otto Carl, were a little older than us. Across the street were the Grieves and down the block (on our side of the street) there was a family with two boys Gary and Craig Dobson. Stevie Grieve was my age and would be in my class when I started school. Stevie and Craig used to always fight and I remember Mrs. Grieves coming out and making them shake hands.

Liti, Ami and Kiti with dogs Laddie and Brownie