The Kids on Stark Street Part 1
It’s funny how I can remember the names of the kids that lived on my street in the 1950s and I can’t even remember where I went to eat out last week.
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The Kids on Stark Street Part 1
Stark Street was one of those short streets that came to a dead end so we didn’t have much Traffic. There was six houses on the west side of the street we lived on and and eight on the other side, I moved onto Stark Street when I was about 11 years old.
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In the first house on the west side of the street, the Lacefields lived. They were kind of loners, but they had a kid named Jimmy. The only thing I remember about Jimmy was that he stabbed a young girl in the back with a pocket knife when she wouldn’t let him play with a toy she had received as a present. She recovered, but there was a lot of hard feelings about that incident. He wasn’t much of a threat to the older kids on the block because he was a bit of a runt.
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The next house was the home of an older couple named the Gaithers whose kids were grown up and had left home. The man named Bill worked for my dad at the refinery and the couple was very nice and very religious.
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The next house on the west side was the Armsworthy’s home. They had a kid named Ronnie whos claim to fame was that he had the biggest pecker on the street. Ronnie was the same age as my sister. Later in school, he became one of the popular kids and was part of the in crowd and ran with all the good looking chicks in school. Who says size doesn’t matter.
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That’s my Mom with her granddaughter Denise in the front yard of our home on Stark Street. The Armsworthy’s house is just to their left.
The next house on the west side was ours. JerrylDine, myself, and my brother Craig lived here. If you have read my earlier blogs, you know too much about us already.
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The next house was the Pruetts. They had two boys. The older boy was named Mike, and the younger boy was called Cliff. Cliff was my brothers age and ran with him some in later life. Mike was killed in a car crash in his twenties. I ran into Cliff on a job, when I was an engineer for Phillips. He was over seeing the construction on one of my projects near Borger. The Pruetts had a dog name Gugenheimer which I accidentally shot in the butt with my 22 rifle. (See earlier Blog)
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The last house on the west was the Lasiters. They had a red headed son named Red. He was older than my sister and I didn’t hang much with him. He later took off on the Rodeo circuit and we never heard any more about him.
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This is getting kind of long so the east side of the street will be addressed in Part 2.
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Thanks for reading The Kids on Stark Street Part 1,
Bill