SEVENTY SEVEN

Terrance Jagiel

Description

A life of events that had to be destiny or was it you be the judge.
This is the story of my existence and all the memories that I could remember . The title of the book is SEVENTY ?EVEN which is the time frame of my life to date .The story is that of my mother, father and two sisters and I . We were brought up by two Polish parents that were Catholic and we lived in a town called Toledo in the state of Ohio. My father was a very unique man who had the ability to do mostly anything he puts his mind to . My father was a good provider and a hard worker . He had the ability to think in a way that amazed people . My father had been in many different businesses and occupations . He also was an inventor with over thirty patens credited to his name . My father loved his family and did his best to provide for us and make a loving atmosphere for us to live in . My mother was a wonderful mother who was able to raise us in a manner that help us throughout our lives we were taught to be kind , be polite , be caring towards others . have manners . love and forgive each other . believe in God and thank him for all he provided for us .The early years as far back as I can remember were happy , sad and confusing . Our lives took many twists and turns mainly because of my father and his desire to succeed . My mother was a saint to give him free reign to do what he wanted , but I guess she didn't have much of a choice . This book is different because instead of chapters I decided to use the name of the streets we lived on , which were quite a few . And just for a little challenge there are a couple of things throughout the book that are different , see if you can find out what they are when you finish the book .The answers will be in code at the end of the book with instructions how to find out the answers . So I hope you enjoy the adventure of my life.

Sujets

• Personal Memoirs
• Biography
• God
• Autobiography
• Strange

Informations

• Publié par: iUniverse
• Date de parution: 26 juin 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781663244161
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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SEVENTY SEVEN
 
 
 
 
 
TERRANCE JAGIEL
 
 
 
 
 
SEVENTY SEVEN
 
 
Copyright © 2023 Terrance Jagiel.
 
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ISBN: 978-1-6632-4417-8 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-6632-4416-1 (e)
 
Library of Congress Control Number: 2022915272
 
 
 
 
iUniverse rev. date: 03/24/2023
 
 
 
 
 
To whom it may concern: My name is Terrance J Jagiel was born in 1941 I have lived for 77 years. I am a disable veteran and am not able to walk without falling down. So I am kind of homebound so I had a lot of time on my hands so I decided to write a book about my life. I think my life was an adventure and a lesson in what life dishes out to you. So that’s what my book is about all the things I had to go through to get to where I am, it is a very interesting story.
It deals with things that happened to me from as far back as I can remember, dealing with being raised by two wonderful parents of polish descent and living with the ways of the old country. A journey through a maze of happenings that I sometimes wonder how I made it this far. So with that said I hope you are able to publish my book it would be wonderful to share my story because I think people would find it interesting and informative.
Terrance J Jagiel
314 Three Meadows Ct
Apartment 314
Perrysburg Ohio
43551
Ph #954 303 0070
 
This is the story of my existence and all the memories that I could remember. The title of the book is SEVENTY SEVEN which is the time frame of my life to date. The story is that of my mother, father and two sisters and I. We were brought up by two Polish parents that were Catholic and we lived in a town called Toledo in the state of Ohio. My father was a very unique man who had the ability to do mostly anything he puts his mind to. My father was a good provider and a hard worker. He had the ability to think in a way that amazed people. My father had been in many different businesses and occupations. He also was an inventor with over thirty patens credited to his name. My father loved his family and did his best to provide for us and make a loving atmosphere for us to live in. My mother was a wonderful mother who was able to raise us in a manner that help us throughout our lives we were taught to be kind, be polite, be caring towards others have manners, love and forgive each other believe in God and thank him for all he provided for us. The early years as far back as I can remember were happy, sad and confusing. Our lives took many twists and turns mainly because of my father and his desire to succeed. My mother was a saint to give him free reign to do what he wanted, but I guess she didn’t have much of a choice. This book is different because instead of chapters I decided to use the name of the streets we lived on, which were quite a few. And just for a little challenge there are a couple of things throughout the book that are different, see if you can find out what they are when you finish the book. The answers will be in code at the end of the book with instructions how to find out the answers. So I hope you enjoy the adventure of my life.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Avondale Ave
TOLEDO
OHIO
 
I was born Terrance James Jagielski on July 26 1941 in Toledo Ohio 1:00am at Mercy hospital. I was named by my Aunt Sophie my mother’s older sister who at the time was reading a new book that just came out called TERRY AND THE PIRATES. My father was very happy that day. A year and half earlier and my parents had my brother Patrick Jagielski they were really happy to have their first child a boy my father was- so proud of Patrick. Four months later Patrick caught Diphtheria a disease that was running ramped at the time.
My dad took Patrick to the family doctor Dr. X I’ll call him they put Patrick in the hospital but the DR. X miss diagnosis Patrick as having a severe cold or something and my brother died. The years after my dad never forgave Dr. X and often talked about what happened. My dad and mother were very stanch polish Catholics my dad’s mother Peal Snopkowski we call her called Busa (polish for Grandmother)even had a shrine alter in her house with candles and pictures of Jesus and the Saints. In the later years it was kind of scary to my sisters and I we kind hated to go over there for the holidays. But she was just very religious it did make her special. So my parents were happy that God provided them with another son although as I got older they wondered. The first memory I can recall is the grocery market my dad bought JAGIELSKI’S MARKET on Avondale St. in east Toledo. I remember my mother had a young women come in to watch me while she worked in the store while my dad worked nights at Sunoco Oil Refinery as an insulator. The grocery store was a building the front was the store part and the back was where we lived. The young women named Dottie always had the radio on playing all the songs like Glenn Miller In The Mood, American Patrol. In The Mood, Moon Light Serenade and etc. It was a very triangle feeling as I think back although I was too young to know that a war was going on. My mother used tell us stories of those days like someone coming in and asking for pork chops and she would get a slab of pork and a meat saws and do her best not knowing any thing about butchering we use to laugh when she tell us that story she said that she must have done alright they always came back for more. The young women Dottie as I remember was very nice to me. But I do remember my mother telling my sisters and I that I confused Dottie somewhat I was just trying to talk than and would try to say her name but it sounded to Dottie like I was saying Pattie. I guess that explains why I was always on the pot a lot too well. My mother actually did most of the work in the store because of my father was working a full time job. During the Holidays she was quite busy and had to hire help she had to in those days dress chickens and turkeys prepare hams and kielbasa make polish sweetbread and pies every body’s favorite was lemon mirage and chocolate stock the store take Christmas orders and so on. She was totally exhausted by closing time than she had to take care of my father and I. My mother was a hard working but all ‘this was beginning to be too much plus she became pregnant. So my dad put the store up for sale. I was told that it didn’t take that long she work the store up in to a thieving business and she was happy that she could live somewhat of a normal life. The memories were somewhat vague but my mother and father had a lot of stories though out the years to share with us kids plus I had a sister coming to play with
 
 
Vinal street was a nice street in East Toledo next to a railroad track although I can say that there weren’t many trains that used the track that I could remember. The house was a two story frame with a two car garage and a separate one bedroom apartment behind the house. The couple that lived in the apartment were a nice middle aged couple I can’t remember their names but I do remember that the husband would give me a Hershey bar most every time we met. My sister Kathy was born while we lived in the Vinyl house. She was about one year of age and was a bright red haired freckled little girl who would cry all the time. I can remember one day early in the morning my father was at work and my mother and I walked to the grocery store not too far away and my mother left Kathy sleep while her and I rushed to the store something you don’t do now days but back then they did a lot of different things you don’t do today. My Mother and I would follow the railroad tracks from behind the house through these big sunflowers that grew along the tracks It was kind of scary and what really scared my mother was when we had to pass by this huge building that resembled the death camps in Poland and Germany. The Second World War was going on at that time and my mother had seen pictures of these places in the newspaper It was a scary looking building real big and rusty looking corrugated tin roof and siding with a high chain link fence all around, it that sat in the middle of a big lot that had tall weeds and grass surrounding it. Kind of a good place to make a horror movie it was scary looking. My mother would say let’s hurry past this building and hold my hand tight. When we got back home we would enter the door to the sound of my sister Kathy screaming her lungs out. We would climb the stairs and go into her bedroom and she would be standing up in her bed crying her eyes out turning red to match her red hair she was a sight. I can vaguely remember my mother dressed me in this sun suit (which was like shorts with shoulder straps) and had a picture of this pony on the front. It was