GRANDPA BABOO'S NEIGHBORHOOD

 

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 Although I grew up in a New York City neighborhood, my current neighborhood is much wider.  Growing up in a NEW YORK city      neighborhood meant your whole life took place within a few blocks.  Like many city neighborhoods, anything needed was within walking distance.  If not, one took public transportation..  It wasn't until I was a teenager that my father was transferred to an upstate (Rochester, NY) office of his company and we actually got a car because of his job.  As the years went by, my neighborhood expanded widely.
The map on the left shows the route from our current home Orland Park, IL to Western, N.Y. (Rochester area) where my wife grew up, I lived for a time, and a good part of our extended family resides.  In the Rochester area, we have our sister-in-law Leanna Hale, nephews Christopher, and his wife Dianne and Mark Hale a well as our niece Beth Hale Lenhard and her husband Matt with daughter Emma.  In addition, the area is also home to my sister Barbara and husband Louis Morse and their extended family. In addition to the fact that my wife grew up there, I also graduated from high school in what was then a little village called Fairport.  My family moved there from New York City when I was a teenager and I remained in that area until departing for the military in 1958.  I returned during the summer of 2003 (for a 50th high school reunion) to a much different place than I had left.  A description of the trip is found elsewhere on this site.  This is a trip usually made by car, but occasionally we fly Southwest to Buffalo and continue a few miles with a rental car.

The map at the right shows the other part of "my neighborhood'. It describes the route from Orland Park to Tampa, FL, home of my daughter, son-in-law, and wonderful grandson Dirk Charles, which is why this is Grandpa Baboo's Neighborhood.  This part of my neighborhood is usually accessed using our friends at Southwest Airlines, (we have driven occasionally).  As you can see, my neighborhood has expanded from my youth and larger than parents of my generation would ever expect; a neighborhood where it was a big deal to be allowed to cross the street.  As a matter of fact, I can remember walking completely around the block, (a somewhat intimidating thing for a small boy) just for something to do.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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