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Book of Me, Written by Me–Prompt 6: Journals & Diaries

The continuation of the 15 month, weekly writing project about my life and memories, created by Julie Goucher . The prompt for week 6 is Journals and Diaries Do you keep a journal or diary? How far back do they go? What do you record? Where do you keep them? Do you always buy the same one or vary them? Have you inherited any? Do you intend to pass along your journals or destroy them? Pictures Do you have a favorite? What do you use to write with – biro, pencil, ink or fountain pen? I currently do not keep a journal or a diary. I have not really kept either one any long period of time. In high school we had to keep a journal in an advanced writing class I took as a senior. I mostly wrote about the stories I wanted to write, nothing really about myself. I often keep short journals when I am on a trip, writing about the things that I do on the trip. My first one was started in 1974 when I traveled with a school friend across the country on a Greyhound bus

Book of Me, Written by Me—Prompt 5: My Childhood Home

  I am continuing the 15 month project to write about myself using prompts created by Julie Goucher . The prompt for week 5 is “Your Childhood Home” I lived in at least three houses as a child. I know the addresses and have photos for three of them. When I was born, my parents lived at 35 Wharf Drive in West Pittsburg. [1] They purchased the house when they had married the year before and had to wait for the house to be finished before moving in. It had a flat roof. I don’t think they lived there long. I certainly don’t remember the inside and have only seen the front of the house from photos. The house still stands but the community is called “Bay Point” now.     We next lived at 467 East 9th Street in Pittsburg. [2] This was a two story house with a basement and a cellar. There were two bedrooms upstairs with a bath. Downstairs was a living room, dining room and a kitchen. From the kitchen there were stairs down to what we called the basement. It actually had an outsid