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1956 family & career

About 1955.
I got my first address book and Dad's entry, in his great handwriting was "Improvement leads to success..." I've remembered that through everything I've ever done. I think he was giving me a hint that I didn't have to "invent" something new for everything, as that was about the time that I wanted to be an inventor.

1955-1958.
I remember that I thought Dad sure bowled a lot.

About 1958 or so.
We'd just gotten our first Remington typewriter. I remember wanting more to play around with the typewriter than going to my T-Ball game. I think he was somewhat disappointed.

About 1959 or so.
I remember Dad painting his Henry J car with mom's vacuum cleaner and some kind of spray paint attachment. I guess I should've asked to keep that car.

About 1958-59 or so.
I remember Dad talking a lot about Mr. Rich, who used to carpool with Dad to Pearl Harbor. I used to get up and watch them drive down Hao Street to work. I remember trying to rig up an alarm system to wake me up when he'd get up... but I never got anything to really work.

About 1960 or so.
I remember Dad going surf fishing a lot. I should've gone with him.

Christmas, 1957.
Dad got me my first electrical hobby kit. I think that changed my life forever. I played with every wire and nut and bolt. And then some.

About Christmas, 1958.
Dad got us crystal radios. That changed my life forever, too.

~ Jim Young

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Weekend BBQ dinners together, my favorite, BBQ teriyaki meat, was the treat. Didn't know that there was such a thing as 'steak', till about 6-7 years old when Dad brought home a 'club steak' (popular cut in those days) doggie bag....my first taste of a steak!

Uncle Andrew came over once to babysit us. Jim, Carol and Doug at the time. Uncle Andrew and his friend took turns using our phone and talked all evening to whom? We didn't know, but thought it was strange.

Studying in that back room, our new study [that Dad built], for us to study in....3 desks, one bathroom.

~ Bob Young

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I remember that Dad had really nice handwriting. One night, he brought out some paper and pens and got Jim and Bob to do exercises to improve their handwriting. I always liked to draw and he did some drawings for me. I realized then that he was talented.

He used to come home from work every day and sit on the floor, read the newspaper, and eat an orange. Mom would tell us not to bother him because he had just gotten home and was tired.

One night when he got home from work, we were all playing, and he asked why no one came running to greet him when he came home. I felt bad about that.

I was seven and a Campfire Girl Bluebird. For our Father-Daughter dinner, I had to make a box for our meal and he accompanied me to the school auditorium. Our troop put on a program for the dads and then we ate our meal. It was special because we rarely did things together without the boys.

When I was in the fourth grade, I was supposed to bring a newspaper to school. I forgot it at home. I was surprised to see Dad coming up the walk during recess. He had walked with Ross to the school to bring me the newspaper.

One day we all went for a walk to the Aina Haina Shopping Center. Ross was a curious little guy, always touching dogs and anything that struck his fancy. There was a big Oleander bush on the way to the store. Ross touched the bush and Dad got upset because it's poisonous. He held his hand and didn't let him touch anything until we got to the schoolyard and he washed his hand.

~ Carolee Young

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I remember how big his hands were when he gave us a bath and when he held my hand.

One night he brought a gumball machine home for me and Ross and he sat on the floor with us to show us how it worked.

~ Doug Young

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I remember him carrying me on his shoulders when we would go to look at construction sites.

~ Ross Young

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It seemed one of you [kids] always had some kind of emergency and they always happened while Dad was at a meeting or working late, or gone to Kwajalein. he used to have to go there on jobs and we would communicate via amateur radio.

He was very proud to have a daughter and he bought Carolee a white teddy bear when we were on Hao Street.

~ Una May Young

 

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