The good with the bad

Life is funny that way ! You have to take the good with the bad . Sort it all out in your mind and keep what you can use .My short time on Glouisester street came with some of my most influential memories ! My best guess is I lived on Glousester street from age 14 to 16 . That’s the only part I can’t be sure about my memories is the exact age I was at the time. I remember Albert the oldest of the family also a man with good integrity . He had a friend name Bob who was a drug addict and a drunk who for some reason when ever he had the chance would try to bully me or intimidate me. Like all the other bullies at that time I would look him in the eyes and never show I was scared of him. A few times Albert had to push him off of me . The first time I saw anyone get beat up was the day Albert beat up his uncle on the front seat of his truck. For some reason they really hated that uncle . Even Dom tried to beat him up years later and apparently I stopped him but I was to drunk to remember. Although I would never let anyone see it I was deeply affected by people who hated me for no reason. There was Bob, Albert’s friend but there were others. When Danny moved out a guy name Garry Martin and his wife Ainsley but we called her Angel moved in . Dom and Richard started hanging out there But I was kicked out by Garry for reasons he never reveal. I would meet Garry Martin 2 years later and he still express his hate for me . He even tried to kick me out of my friends house . I was of course older and stronger then so needless to say he now has a reason to hate me and I doubt he will ever express it again.
I got my first kiss on Glousester street . This English family moved into our house after we moved to Manotic ,I would still come and hang out for a while . I hit on there daughter and we eventually kissed . The 3 French girls who lived above Danny’s place would be in my sister Danielle’s life for many years after . My first true love Theresa happened on Lyon street . Even though I never told her it was to stay with me for years to come. I thought I had completely lost her when she fell for Andre Charon the brother of Diane but there romance didn’t last . Andre was also one of the “friends” who would sucker punch me in the face ! Danny also sucker punched me on day when we were suppose to be play fighting using our legs only. When Danny thought he was loosing he punched me unexpectedly .I would turn out that while I lived and hung out on Glousester street my “friends” would come to have been more danger to me then my enemies. The times Dom , Richard and me stole some Mustang bicycles in the winter and we would ride around wiping out in the snow is a fun memory for me . Hanging out with Dom was for the most part a good experience . Dom had a way with girls so even though I never had a girlfriend then a lot of what I did when I started dating I learned from watching Dom. I dropped out of school when I lived on Glousester street . Even though I moved to Manotic with my family I would return a few times to this place to hang out . I would come back in and out of this family’s life several times in the next 2 years . The good with the bad, those were my memories of Glousester streets. As time will move foward the bad memories is what will come to define me and not the good.