Moving

February 23, 1953 on 12:27 pm | In Beryl, Bill Manvell, Early Childhood | Comments Off on Moving

More from my mom on our childhood years.We lived in the house at Spring Lake through the 2nd grade. But then, that summer, we suddenly left that house and stayed with my mom’s best friend, Ms. Jinx. We thought we were staying there for a couple of weeks while men worked on the house, but it turned out it was just a safe place for us while my mom found a job and an apartment in Fairfax. For the 3rd grade we went to Layton Hall in Fairfax, but then we moved to Arlington and I went to Page Elementary for the 4th through 6th grades.

We had fun doing the Lions Club “Clown Minstrel Shows” but I couldn’t take it any more. You all were 8, 7 and 4 and we moved in with Ms Jinx till I found a job (back at Baumbachs, and an apartment for us near Ms. Jinx). You and Linda went to the same school as the Tudors. I paid Ms. Jinx to keep Lori all day and you two after school, til I picked you up after work around 5:30.

My year lease was up, and Grandma Bobbie had bought a house in Vienna Woods. She said we could live in her basement with some construction of room dividers. I was working and dating Dad, so he partitioned the basement. We had a living room with a pull out couch I slept on, and one bedroom for you girls. There was a bathroom and a utility room. Had no stove, so used electric pots.

We stayed there til I married Dad and we moved to 15th St. in August 1962.

Taking Baby Home

February 22, 1953 on 10:18 am | In Beryl, Bill Manvell, Early Childhood, My Grandparents | Comments Off on Taking Baby Home

My mother wrote about where they lived after getting married and when I was born:

We rented a one bedroom apt. in Falls Church – didn’t have much money, so only had necessary furniture. Daddy’s parents were dead set against us wasting money on rent and insisted we buy land and build a house. Bought a lot in Spring Lake, Vienna, and attempted to personally build a house.

Meanwhile, they wanted us to live with them while building to save money. I insisted on our own bigger room and bath for privacy. We had to build the room off the kitchen but the bathroom never happened. It remained a closet.

I still worked in Arlington for “W. J. Baumbach Plumbers.” A plumber lived in Vienna and picked me up in his plumbing truck at 7:30 A.M. and Daddy picked me up around 5:00P.M.

All our friends had babies, so we wanted one, too. Pop Pop and Grandma Bobbie now lived in N. Arlington and my doctor was in D.C., so Vienna was WAY OUT IN THE BOONIES.

Grandma H. was next to impossible to live with. She wanted to take care of me and was my shadow. It was driving me nuts.

Grandma Bobbie wanted us to stay with them the last month (of my pregnancy) to be closer to D.C. We did, but they were drunk all the time and Grandma J came down for the big event. Every evening the three of them fought while drinking and overcooking supper. We stayed there a couple of weeks after you were born, them moved back with the Manvells to finish our house.

Finally had a roof, windows and doors and second hand appliances, so we moved in and for several years tried to finish the house (which we really never did before selling it as part of the divorce settlement). Daddy was always working – construction superintendent, drawing house plans, and his band. I insisted on being the stay-at-home Mom that I never had. Things were tough.

 

My Name

February 20, 1953 on 10:00 am | In Beryl, Bill Manvell, Early Childhood, My Grandparents | Comments Off on My Name

I asked my mother how they chose my name and this is what she sent me:

Pop Pop was Capt. of a patrol craft ship (PCS) in Key West 1947. Even though he was an officer (Ensign), Grandma Bobbie and he hung out at the “Chief’s Club” on the Navy base. They were more fun.

One chief, Jack Cunningham, had a step daughter too, Lola, who was 18. He asked if he could introduce her to me, I was 16 and a junior in high school, and take her to the USO as she had no friends. Lola had a 3 year old brother, John, and a baby sister, Noreen Marie.

We liked the name Noreen and picked Carol out of the air because it sounded good. Noreen Carol Manvell. You were not named after her – we just liked the name.

My Birthday

February 19, 1953 on 12:00 pm | In Beryl, Bill Manvell, Early Childhood, Medical | Comments Off on My Birthday

Wednesday night my mother thought she might be going into labor. She waited a while but finally called the doctor and he told her to come on to the hospital.

My mother and father lived temporarily in Alexandria, a small town about 20 minutes from Washington, DC. The only hospital in the area was in DC, so my father carried a suitcase and helped my mother get into the car. He drove very fast and since it was very late at night, he ran the red lights (safely but with a sense of urgency) to get to Columbia Hospital for Women as fast as they could.

The doctor met them there and helped my mother get through several hours of labor. Then, just before dawn, I was born.

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