Yes, Jean and her family had a Park Avenue address! No, not NYC, welcome to Athol, Massachusetts! There are so many memories of Jean, Trudy and I hanging out together...a few that I would like to share.
I met Jean and Trudy a week before school started, mine and Trudy's freshman year. I had been away all summer at our house in New Hampshire, and didn't realize that a new pastor and his family had moved in. I was pleasantly surprised when I met Jean and Trudy, (girlfriends! Yeah!) because I had lived on Allen St. my whole life and the neighborhood was all boys. Because I had lived next door forever, I knew the inside of the house like the back of my hand. I used to sneak into the kitchen and slip up the back stairs to hang out, unbeknownst to Fran and Nit. (Nit, our nickname for Jack, I don't remember where or why??)
Fran and Nit endured hours and hours of us listening to the 8-track tape deck with Joe Walsh, Bad Finger, or Jethro Tull blaring. We spent many Sunday afternoons eating popcorn, drinking grape juice and listening to Deep Purple. Poor Christopher Robin, we teased him relentlessly. To this day, when I hear "Smoke on the Water", I'm back at Park Avenue with Jean and Trudy.
Jean's first crush??? Johnny P. We teased her relentlessly too!!
One winter, Trudy and I wore full length, wool Army coats and Jean wore a Navy one. It was all the rage in high school. We "borrowed" them from our dads or uncles, since most of them had been in WWII or the Korean War. I think they weighed about 100 lbs...they were very heavy! But, because they were cool, and lots of our friends were wearing them, we wore them!
Jean, Trudy and I had many, many teenage experiences together...some to share, some to keep private. I'll end here for now.
Jeanne
(or, as Fran used to say, "little Jeannie from next door"...get it? Jean and Jeanne - both pronounced the same. It was her way to refer to me.)
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