I Tried Not To Cry. Michael Beattie
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I Tried Not To Cry
Michael Beattie
Copyright © 2020 Michael Beattie
All rights reserved
First Edition
Fulton Books, Inc.
Meadville, PA
Published by Fulton Books 2020
ISBN 978-1-64654-780-7 (paperback)
ISBN 978-1-64654-781-4 (digital)
Printed in the United States of America
Table of Contents
The East Coast Tests My Limits
Water Never Looked So Good as More Angels Arrive
Cauliflower, Broccoli, and Cabbage—Oh My!
Why, Children, Am I Wasting My Time?
July Fourth Has a Special Meaning
Land of Ten Thousand Lakes and Misfortune
The Beauty of the Adirondacks!
In memory of my dear friend Nancy Prouty March, who was taken from us way too soon. Memories of us growing up together in that little village of Eagleville will stay forever with me.
My longtime friend Dick Staples, you bravely fought to the end, and your funny stories will never leave me. Thank you, my friend!
Introduction
Life in that small paper mill village of Eagleville, although tough on my family at times, was a most positive experience for me, having been raised in such a loving home environment. Although poor by any standards, I never realized it, as everyone around me in that small paper mill village was experiencing the same struggles on a daily basis. My folks were a kind and loving, yet stern couple, so much in love with each other that their kindness radiated onto everyone who knew them.
Maybe a cotton mill would be a better description for the use of the mill rather than a paper mill. Then again, it could be called a weapon parts manufacturing mill as well. It seems the directors of the nearby Willimantic Cotton Manufacturing Company purchased forty-four acres of land from the estate of Jehial King