I was born in Lansing, Michigan in 1944.
How lucky I was to know so many people that were so different and yet so much alike.
It is on Ocean View that I met my best friend, St.
What I loved the most about this neighborhood is that all of my neighbors came in as many colors, ideas and religions as there are people on the planet.
We lived on Ocean View Drive in the Rockridge District.
I remained there for most of my young life on into my adulthood.
Then we moved to Oakland, California.
I lived there with my Mom and my brother, Richard, for almost 3 years.
But, you see, every year I\'d come back to Michigan to see my Dad and family.
Anyway...
In 1949 we left the farm to move, first to Coral Gables, Florida.
My genuine curiosity for the wonder of living a very long life prepared me to accept the declining years of my own parents.
To get back to the farm in Union City...this place was so magical to me that I have never forgotten it! This was the place where I heard such wonderful stories told...this was the place that a real meteor fell into our font yard...that very meteorite is now our family headstone in the graveyard here in Union City.
Did I tell you that I now live in Union City? This is after living in Oakland, California for almost 37 years.
I have always like hearing stories from these folks.
Personally, I feel that this is the most valuable experience of my life....having the wonder of knowing both children and elderly people.
The respect that I learned as a very young person certainly carried over into my life in later years.
You probably have noticed that in almost every book that I write there is a very young person who is interacting with an elderly person.
In both households I was the apple of my grandparents\' eyes! I would say that these relationships with my grandparents have most definitely influenced my life and my work.
I spent the school year with my mother, and the summers with my dad.
I must say that living on that little farm with them was the most magical time of my life...and that my Babushka and other grandparents were some of the most inspirational people in my life.
My parents were divorced when I was 3, and both my father and mother moved back into the homes of their parents.
That is when my Babushka (my grandmother) died and we prepared to move away from Michigan.
Soon after my birth I lived in Williamston, Michigan and then moved onto my grandparents farm in Union City, Michigan.
I lived on the farm with my mom and Grandparents until 1949.
I was born in Lansing, Michigan in 1944
