AUGIE'S CORNER (work in progress)

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Jumpin the Fence

During the summer of 1942 sitting in the pigeon coop I fell in love. It was not a puppy love, but a forever love. He was older than me, but I think that was the exciting part, you see I was thirteen at the time and I did not know much about life except for my mother having so many babies, that I thought that one day I’m going to be just like her.

My name is Abigail Sinclair and I lived in Compton, California on a little street called Caldrock, this was a small street with a whole lot of chickens that ran loose all the time,

“If you drove down the street you had better be careful or you would have chicken gizzards and necks and stuff all on your front bumper, because those chickens multiple like mice.”

In maturing, I was slower than most girls my age, as far as I knew all of them by now had started, but not me. Maybe I was too active, being a cheerleader since Ralph J Bunch Junior High, on the track team and playing street football with my brothers.

My best friend at the time was Adrienne DuForest who lived next door. I think

Friday, August 12, 2011

The Eyes of the Young Summer August, 1965’

The monsters came busting through the doors with their green helmets, tall boots and guns pointing at everyone in the room, a loud voice called out,

“Who else is here?”

Just then a woman of thirty-nine came from a bedroom,

“Sir, only my children and me.”

This is my first recollection of the horrendous summer of 1965.

The Eyes of the Young Summer August 1965, is told through the eyes of a child of seven who cannot seem to understand why anyone would want to burn their town down, while in the streets the cries heard from the major black radio station , “Burn baby burn,” as the heat blares in the three digits during the day never cooling until seven days later as the town burns to the ground.