Friday, March 11, 2016

Greg's Birth and Early Life

While Kaye was teaching at Danville Elementary, she got pregnant. Gregory Scott was born September 6, 1964 in Walnut Creek. Marjorie came and stayed with Cathy and Cindy while Kaye went to the hospital. Kaye had Greg in the early evening. She had missed dinner. I went over to Emil Villas Restaurant and got her a steak dinner since they weren't serving dinner that late at the hospital. She really enjoyed it. My dad was at the hospital and he gave me $50 because Greg was a boy.

When Greg was little, he was sick a lot. Every time Kaye would take him in for a check-up, he would get sick in a day or so it seemed like he was always sick and cranky. The doctor decided he didn't have enough antibodies to fight infection so they gave him gamma globulin and also had him wait out in the car before his appointments and the nurse would come and get them. All this sickness caused him to not sleep well at night and be very cranky. He was a great looking boy.

One night when he was about two years old, we took him with us to the Danville Hotel, a really nice place, for dinner. He pulled on the paintings by the booth, cried and misbehaved. We decided we wouldn't take him out to dinner with us again. That is when we got Bev Brownell as a regular babysitter. I used to carry Greg around on my shoulder and we would often go to Penole's down on the corner of our road and the Danville Highway for ice cream.

Greg was always into everything when he was a toddler. He learned to walk when he was 9 months old. He would start out and go faster and faster as he lost his balance, then he'd fall. He learned to climb soon after that. He would climb over the edge of his crib and crash on the floor. We finally would let the side down so he wouldn't hurt himself. He would get up in the middle of the night and wander down to the kitchen. He would climb up on the kitchen table and sometimes open the sliding doors to the backyard. I had to put special locks on the sliding doors so he couldn't open them. Kaye had to put the kitchen chairs up on the table so he couldn't climb up there. Our neighbors always thought she was mopping the floor.

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