Wow ...It's incredible how many simularities we have between us.
my mom always spoke only breifly as I can't imagine wanting to relive all of those terrible memries. My aunt Lucille however..well that's a differens story.She told me of only being able to take a bath once a week and several children would use the same bath water as the nuns thought it was clean enough!
one women replied to me saying the same thing and even added hoe her mother was severly punished for peeking under the rubber apron she was made to wear during bath time.My aunt spoke of the girls being seperated form the boys and how at meal time depending where she was seated she could look down a hall to the boys diningroom and see her brother with his hands bound to the highchair,my uncle Cyril confirms this.My mon spoke of having her knuckles wacked with a ruler in class because she was left handed,so whenever any writing was done of course her antural reaction was to use the left hand...So much sadness there.Learning what went on there has helped me to understand a lot of what I had to grow up with and without.My mom has gone home to be with Jesus so I know she has peace more peace that she was wver granted here.I woul think it to be a good idea for a group of us to get together to talk about this face to face even to bring tape recorders so we all have the conversations saved for reference.I have been speaking through this thresd to "Cheryl" and "Joyce" as they have given me their e-mail and I gave them mine. firstname.lastname@example.org
Feel free to e-mail me directly .Joyce is from new york and is planning to visit Woonsocket in August I am encouraging here to take a short ride to the Museum of Work&Culture he in town,there's a set up there that is so life like to the school house our families went to and a lot of documentation..books upon books.