Gary’s Life Growing Up As I Remember It
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I'll add posts to this as I remember them.
Garys Dad
Gary mainly grew up in Newportville, Bucks County Pennsylvania. He was different as were all of our kids, they all had distinct personalities. Gary was always mechanically inclined, he was always taking things apart and he could usually put them back together. He always had some sort of scheme going on.
Some of the most memorable ones.
Gary mainly grew up in Newportville, Bucks County Pennsylvania. He was different as were all of our kids, they all had distinct personalities. Gary was always mechanically inclined, he was always taking things apart and he could usually put them back together. He always had some sort of scheme going on.
Some of the most memorable ones.
The Aluminum Can Scheme
He and Ronnie Wilson decided to sell aluminum cans, first they had to crush the cans [I don‘t know the logic in this], Gary set the cans on a concrete block and Ronnie dropped another block on the cans, as they got faster Gary didn’t get his hand out in time, Gary came running home with a hurt hand there didn‘t seem to be any major damage to his hand, Woodie Wilson, Ron’s father came down to our house worried about Gary.
Another time Gary came home with a unicycle that he had bought from Ronnie Wilson for a couple of dollars, Ronnie had gotten it as a gift but couldn’t ride it so he sold it to Gary who rode as soon as he got on it. Later Mr. Wilson came down to our house and apologized but he had paid over a Hundred dollars for the bike and wanted it back, so Gary returned it and got his couple of dollars back.
He and Ronnie Wilson decided to sell aluminum cans, first they had to crush the cans [I don‘t know the logic in this], Gary set the cans on a concrete block and Ronnie dropped another block on the cans, as they got faster Gary didn’t get his hand out in time, Gary came running home with a hurt hand there didn‘t seem to be any major damage to his hand, Woodie Wilson, Ron’s father came down to our house worried about Gary.
Another time Gary came home with a unicycle that he had bought from Ronnie Wilson for a couple of dollars, Ronnie had gotten it as a gift but couldn’t ride it so he sold it to Gary who rode as soon as he got on it. Later Mr. Wilson came down to our house and apologized but he had paid over a Hundred dollars for the bike and wanted it back, so Gary returned it and got his couple of dollars back.
Jimmy Beck
Another one of Gary’s friends growing up was Jimmy Beck. They always had something going on, usually it involved a lawn mower or a Minnie bike.
Jimmy and Gary were always inventing some sort of bicycle they would ride around the neighborhood, the bikes were some crazy things. If they weren’t riding around on their crazy bikes they were riding around on a riding lawnmower.
Another one of Gary’s friends growing up was Jimmy Beck. They always had something going on, usually it involved a lawn mower or a Minnie bike.
Jimmy and Gary were always inventing some sort of bicycle they would ride around the neighborhood, the bikes were some crazy things. If they weren’t riding around on their crazy bikes they were riding around on a riding lawnmower.
Billy Diamond
Another of Gary’s friends was Billy Diamond, Billy had a safe in his basementthat had never been opened, Billy and Gary spent the whole summer trying to open that safe. They tried different combinations and wrote every one they tried in a note book, Gary showed me the note book and it was practically filled with numbers they had tried. They finally got the safe open and it was empty.
The Basket Case Motorcycle
Gary bought a motorcycle from a friend it was in about five cardboard boxes, He got it together and rode it. I will admit it wasn’t very safe. Gary was before duct tape so he used wire and chewing gum to repair things.
Bobby McIlvane
Bobby McIlvane
Gary had another friend Bobby McIlvane. Bobby’s father had a shop behind his house and he tinkered with everything. Mr. McIlvane bought a boat because he wanted the motor and not the boat. Of course Gary took the boat it was a fifteen foot fiberglass boat, we lived on the creek and one day I see Mr. McIlvane and Gary bringing this boat to our house, they put the boat in the creek. Gary got an old outboard some were and got it running and started cruising up and down the creek.
One night we wanted to go out and couldn’t find Gary, the kids told me he was out in his boat I went dawn the road and heard Gary and his friends in the boat they had gotten a pair of water skis some were and were skiing in about one foot of water with rocks every were. I told him how unsafe it was, I don’t know if he did it any more.
One night we wanted to go out and couldn’t find Gary, the kids told me he was out in his boat I went dawn the road and heard Gary and his friends in the boat they had gotten a pair of water skis some were and were skiing in about one foot of water with rocks every were. I told him how unsafe it was, I don’t know if he did it any more.
Cheryl Brady
When we lived in Winder Village Gary had a friend, Cheryl Brady they were about five years old, they did everything together. One day our next door neighbor came over to our house and asked if we had seen any strangers around the neighborhood, she had had a farmer that delivered food to her house and it was missing. I don’t remember how, but Gary admitted that he and Cheryl had taken it to the field behind our house and eaten it. We punished him told him not to do that again. A couple weeks later the next door neighbor came over and said her baked goods that were delivered were missing, of course we knew who to suspect, Gary and Cheryl admitted they had taken it back to the field and eaten it. I guess farm food and baked goods were different, so they had no problem taking the baked goods.
Gary and His Motorcycle Track
When we lived in Winder Village Gary had a friend, Cheryl Brady they were about five years old, they did everything together. One day our next door neighbor came over to our house and asked if we had seen any strangers around the neighborhood, she had had a farmer that delivered food to her house and it was missing. I don’t remember how, but Gary admitted that he and Cheryl had taken it to the field behind our house and eaten it. We punished him told him not to do that again. A couple weeks later the next door neighbor came over and said her baked goods that were delivered were missing, of course we knew who to suspect, Gary and Cheryl admitted they had taken it back to the field and eaten it. I guess farm food and baked goods were different, so they had no problem taking the baked goods.
Gary and His Motorcycle Track
There was a small lot at the end of our street, and I mean small. Gary made a motorcycle track there. It was in a wooded area, he was always looking for someone to race him. He could fly around that track but no one else could.
When he moved to Delaware he was always out in the woods riding his dirt bike, one day another fellow was riding out there and he challenged Gary to a race. Gary took him on, he didn’t beat but he came close. It turns out this guy was a motorcycle racer. He told he challenged Gary as a joke because Gary’s bike was so old. He told Gary he should try racing and told him where the track was. Gary was there next Sunday, and came in second. The next Gary was determined to come in first. He was out front when he crashed, when he got up he couldn’t start his bike because his ankle was broken. That was the end of his racing career. He was on crutches for a long time. He had just bought a Mustang fastback coupe with all the goodies, it was a fast car. The only problem it was a stick shift and Gary couldn’t use the clutch or get his crutches in the car without taking them apart. He struggled with that for awhile then traded it in for a SUV.
When he moved to Delaware he was always out in the woods riding his dirt bike, one day another fellow was riding out there and he challenged Gary to a race. Gary took him on, he didn’t beat but he came close. It turns out this guy was a motorcycle racer. He told he challenged Gary as a joke because Gary’s bike was so old. He told Gary he should try racing and told him where the track was. Gary was there next Sunday, and came in second. The next Gary was determined to come in first. He was out front when he crashed, when he got up he couldn’t start his bike because his ankle was broken. That was the end of his racing career. He was on crutches for a long time. He had just bought a Mustang fastback coupe with all the goodies, it was a fast car. The only problem it was a stick shift and Gary couldn’t use the clutch or get his crutches in the car without taking them apart. He struggled with that for awhile then traded it in for a SUV.
Gary the Ice Skater
We lived on a creek in Bucks County, the creek was a rather large one that emptied into the Delaware river and was tidal. Most winters the creek froze solid and all the kids in the neighborhood skated on it, at night they would build bonfires on it. I always was worried that one of the kids would go through the ice and be swept under the ice and be trapped.
There was a bridge over the creek near the house and for some reason the ice under the bridge would not freeze as solid as the rest of the creek. I warned the kids to keep away from the ice under the bridge. Of course Gary had to see how close he could he come to the thin ice and finally he went through. I think it was Robert Hawk that managed to pull him out without any harm but being wet and cold, that was Gary always trying to get as close as he could to danger.
GARY AND THE STOLEN CAR
There was a bridge over the creek near the house and for some reason the ice under the bridge would not freeze as solid as the rest of the creek. I warned the kids to keep away from the ice under the bridge. Of course Gary had to see how close he could he come to the thin ice and finally he went through. I think it was Robert Hawk that managed to pull him out without any harm but being wet and cold, that was Gary always trying to get as close as he could to danger.
GARY AND THE STOLEN CAR
Have you ever stolen a car? Not break a window get in and hot wire a car, just find the keys of a car of someone you know, and taken a joy ride without the owners consent and put it back before they knew it was gone.
One night when Gary was about fifteen years old I received a call one night from the Bristol Township Police that Gary was at the police station and would I come to the police station. I went up to the station house and met with the police. There three girls about fourteen or fifteen crying their eyes out there with their parents who were giving it to them.
A policeman took me aside and told me that this boy who was an acquaintance of Gary’s [ he did not know him that well] had a brother who was in the army and he decided to take his brothers car out for a little ride. He met up with Gary and Billy Diamond who were hanging around the neighborhood and picked them up for a ride. I hadn’t seen Billy at the police station [more about that later]. They all went riding around Levittown and picked up the three girls. They seemed like nice girls that just made a bad decision, while they were riding around they attracted the attention of the police. The driver of the car decided to lose the police [bad decision] and in the process got in a couple of minor accidents before he was caught. The policeman told me that Gary was not in any trouble, just that I should have a talk with him about his bad decisions.
I brought Gary home we didn‘t talk much on the way home, as soon he got into the house he immediately called Billy Diamond, and I heard him say to Billy “you lucky dog when I saw you jump out of that car I tried to jump too but he speeded up and I couldn’t jump” it seems that Billy jumped out of the car in Humeville when the police were chasing them, and no one saw him so he just walked home. That was Gary’s experience with a stolen car. If that was his only one I don’t know.
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One night when Gary was about fifteen years old I received a call one night from the Bristol Township Police that Gary was at the police station and would I come to the police station. I went up to the station house and met with the police. There three girls about fourteen or fifteen crying their eyes out there with their parents who were giving it to them.
A policeman took me aside and told me that this boy who was an acquaintance of Gary’s [ he did not know him that well] had a brother who was in the army and he decided to take his brothers car out for a little ride. He met up with Gary and Billy Diamond who were hanging around the neighborhood and picked them up for a ride. I hadn’t seen Billy at the police station [more about that later]. They all went riding around Levittown and picked up the three girls. They seemed like nice girls that just made a bad decision, while they were riding around they attracted the attention of the police. The driver of the car decided to lose the police [bad decision] and in the process got in a couple of minor accidents before he was caught. The policeman told me that Gary was not in any trouble, just that I should have a talk with him about his bad decisions.
I brought Gary home we didn‘t talk much on the way home, as soon he got into the house he immediately called Billy Diamond, and I heard him say to Billy “you lucky dog when I saw you jump out of that car I tried to jump too but he speeded up and I couldn’t jump” it seems that Billy jumped out of the car in Humeville when the police were chasing them, and no one saw him so he just walked home. That was Gary’s experience with a stolen car. If that was his only one I don’t know.
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