I remember Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Stockwell (she was a Holcombe) having an Easter Egg hunt in the large side yard of their home on Shell Beach Drive. Mama dressed us up in our Easter best and we walked over with other children to hunt eggs; walking with other kids thru the back alley that was behind Mrs. Managan's house (now Shearman) to Borden's and buying a hot fudge sundae for 24 cents. If we had fifty cents like Karen Ann Reames did (when she came over from Watkins Street), we would stay and eat our one sundae and then buy another one to split and still have 2 cents change. We always thought the two ladies that worked there were talking about us in some strange language. We figured out later that they were talking french!

There was also an alley behind our home...started behind Tete's thru to the Paret's. I remember walking down the street to Mrs. Managan's with my sister for piano lessons. She had a wonderful room behind the house that was wallpapered with old sheet music. I was more interested in that room than the lesson.

I remember Mr. and Mrs. David Garrison, who lived across the street from us having a beautiful black Cadillac that Mrs. Garrison drove and a beautiful white one for Mr. Garrison that he parked on the street right in front of the house. One night when my older sister's date was backing out of our driveway, he bumped Mr. Garrison's cadillac. Mr. Garrison was such a gentleman and nicely told the young man not to worry about it. The funny thing is that my father, Tinel Mancuso loved old cars and parked his 1950 gray studebaker on the street too. What a sight....a new shinning cadillac and an old studebaker.