I was one of those kids who loved family stories. All those old tales that my elders groaned over hearing still another time captivated me. I was fascinated when my parents would tell my brothers and me stories of when they were little. Who would have imagined that my mother, who told us not to talk to strangers, had as a little tyke, from the comfort of her fenced in yard, invited a man working on the street to come and have lunch with her? Or that my father had once stuck his head through the rungs of a dining room chair and had shrieked to the family to saw through the chair, while his mother buttered his head in an effort to squeeze it through the narrow opening and his aunt muttered, "The darn little brat!"
I was delighted by the tales my grandparents told of squabbles with brothers and sisters, shyness, school problems and triumphs, and even boxing matches with some of the other young boys.
I am lucky to have had a great-grandfather who lived to be 100. Not only does that improve my odds of a long life, but it afforded me the opportunity to hear firsthand some stories from another generation back in my family. Lots of particulars of Daddy Jim's life were different from mine, but it turned out that children in the 1870s got into mischief just as I did. I could picture him as a little boy scooting around under their big kitchen table while his mother chased from one side to the other grabbing for him, and demanding he come out immediately!
It was very clear from all those stories that families loved each other and sometimes drove each other to distraction, that people made friends, grew up, fell in love, had families, or didn't, mourned the loss of loved ones, struggled, set goals, worked toward them, laughed, and cried, and passed the stories on to others.
Some of the best times I have with family is remembering our shared stories, telling them, and making more.
That's some of what we attempt to bring you with Creek Road Gang: stories that illuminate our lives.
Join us, and bring some of your stories!
With our September issue we are pleased to have received our first letter to the editor from a generous reader, as follows:
To all contributors:
Kudos to all writers and especially to the editor Kathleen for creating such a professional, visual alluring magazine. I was truly impressed with the quality of the writing.
One of the things I most enjoyed was getting a glimpse of someone's childhood or previous memories. In this cyberspace world we seem to inhabit more and more, this kind of writing serves to connect us and bring a sort of universal bonding.
I loved each and every story (the poetry was so beautifully written).
Talent abounds at the Creek Road Gang!
Lorraine Ryan
In our October issue, we bring you a new set of connections; enjoy!
We are happy to receive letters from readers. Please send them to editor@creekroadgang.com
~ Kate Lydon