Meanderings on Hudson StreetI started this entry to say "I'm going to go back awhile to Hudson street" however upon further review I can't go back to someplace I have never been at least on this Blog..  There were some things that happened on Hudson Street that I wasn't to sure that I wanted to put in this, what do I call this, I hate to call it a blog, that is just not me.  I'm not an author so I can't call it a book, nor am I an essayist, so it would be presumptuous of me to call it an essay.  I guess I'll just call it my meanderings, because it looks like that is what I will be doing, is meandering through my life.  Dad had at least two brothers, I have already introduced you to Uncle Charley, he also had a brother named Everett.  Uncle Everett was kind of a strange bird.  I don't know if he was ever married, I know I never met his wife if he was.  He would show up on occasion, stick around for awhile, him and Dad would play cribbage, which would drive me crazy because, Uncle Everett had a car and he would take us, mostly me, for a ride on occasion. I recall him coming one time while we lived on Hudson street and Bill was in some kind of trouble with the law.  A couple of detectives came to the house and I remember them talking to Mom and asking me if I knew why Bill would have any reason for going into the grade school, Columbia, that we all or at least Bob and I went to, and if I had gone into the school with him, which I had.  I told the cops that no I didn't know why Bill would go into the school and no I didn't go with him.  Somehow I ended up in Uncle Everett's car and we were searching for Bill, don't remember if we ever found him.  The only other thing I remember about that entire affair was the whole family, less Dad, taking the bus out to Mercer Island, to what I later learned was a Reform School for boys.  It was a beautiful campus, right on the lake with long sweeping lawns down to the water's edge, it was a little like going on a picnic. Don't know if the school is still there or not, kinda doubt it, I imagine that piece of Real Estate is worth way too much for a reform school.  Another thing about Hudson street, we were placed in quarantine one time due to the measles.  I didn't get them so I had to stay at a neighbors.  I don't remember Marie, Bill or myself ever really getting sick.  I know all of them had the measles and I think chicken-pox, but as far as I can remember I never got anything.  If Mom and Dad were still around they would probably say I was too rotten to get anything.  Bob later on caught pneumonia and it caused him a lot of problems later on in life, bad colds, ear problems etc..  Eileen got pleurisy, not sure what that is but she had to see the doctor.  Both Bob and I caught ringworm, Bob was taken to the Doctor and I was treated the way the Dr. told the folks to treat Bob.  Bob was cured in short order, I was kept out of school for about 3 months, which cause me to be set back a half year, but that didn't happen until we moved up to 33rd St.  Enough for now.