part of a blog meme thing. You wanna write about the same subject? Do it.
I remember when I was young, living on Chetwood Ave. in Oakland, it was the kind of place you could go play out on the street – safe, uncrowded, friendly. You could spend all day doing somersaults on the lawn, or biking up and down the street, which is pretty much all I did.
Apparently, one day, I went over to our old neighbor (probably 85, at the time – she’s passed away now, RIP Vera Edwards), and said, “Yes is the opposite of no, and no is the opposite of yes!” This was, apparently, a revelation to me at the time, and I said it with a sort of “Eureka” air about it. I don’t rememember it too clearly, so I suppose that doesn’t count. She told me about it years later.
One thing I do remember fondly (sorta) is trying to teach a cat to somersault. There was a little black cat that hung out on out lawn between the driveway and the hedge that bordered our neighbor’s house. I somersaulted on the lawn, trying to show the cat how to do it, and ended up spraining my shoulder. Fun times.
Eating The Kitchen Sink at the Ice Creamery on Grand, with my dad and my cousin.
Lying on the grass in front of our house, years before I’d develop allergies that would pretty much make such a time impossible.
Your memories are better than mine. I don’t know why I don’t have any “carefreeish” memories like that.
We’ve got to do this meme(?) thing more often.
I remember fondly a moment in the backyard when I asked my grandfather to push me in a swing, and he said, in typical stoic fashion, that I needed to learn how to use my legs to push myself. I thought upon this, I waited for him to leave and then I threatened my brother into doing it.
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Today at work a friend and I were talking about the “Ice creamery on Grand.”
I live there and have never heard of good ice cream in that area, I go to Fentons or Tuckers in Alameda.
I googled it and your blog came up as the only reference to the place.
Is it still around, do you know what it’s real name is?
The last time my friend went there was two years ago, but I’m convinced this place doesn’t exist anymore.
Can you settle this for us, please?
e-mail me at Righteousabestar@hotmail.com
I hope you don’t mind me just responding in the comments, as I’m at least a little wary about giving out my personal e-mail address. The Ice Creamery of my youth has long since disappeared, but there’s been a place called “The Ice Creamery” in the same location up until about three or four months ago.
It looks like it’s going to be replaced with some sort of restaurant.