A short story about being sentenced to a reform school for 6 months at age 15, penned at age 81 in 2010. The school no longer exists, with very little history until now. My book is now archived in the Chelmsford, MA library. The story covers how and why I was sentenced and my experiences while in there, how it profoundly affected my life, which just may affect yours. The year was 1944. Enjoy... More
I recall my youth on a farm in North Livermore Falls, Maine, being taken from my family at age 15, and an inspiring summary of my life that followed. Soon after moving to Waltham, MA as a young man, I was sentenced to a "reform" school in Chelmsford, MA. I can still vividly recall the names, places and events like it was yesterday. This "training" school no longer exists, so my book is a matter of record at this time. The Chelmsford, MA library welcomed my book to add to their minimal history of this long forgotten school. The book covers a long and happy life that I profoundly owe much of to those long 6 months spent in the Middlesex County Training School. I married my wife, Lillian at age 19 years in 1947 and went on to raise 10 wonderful children, each of which is a credit to their own family and community, giving us many grandchildren and several great grandchildren. I was self-employed my entire life and owned my own homes. I owe a debt of gratitude for my experiences with truancy and the people in my life.