My Childhood

I remember back when my family moved to Austria, it was quite hard on my mother, after her youngest child died of colic and the oldest went off to college, she was a tired woman of 35 years old when I was seven. I was the third oldest of 10 children after the unfortunate death of little Freidrik. I enjoyed the company of one of my younger siblings, Meagan, who was only a year younger than me. She and I would play in the pond and catch frogs for mother who would cook their little frog legs for us to snack on. They were always a treat. I had a nice large yard to explore as a child, I was never bored, well except on rainy days, those were always a bore.

I would like to point out that I was not born in Austria, I was born in a small town in Vermont, my parents were big travelers and decided to move us three children at the time into Europe.

Don't Stop Smiling! :0)