dave ivan
92544
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dppuckett@charter.net
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dppuckett@charter.net
I want to start out with my biography with my full name of David Prentiss Puckett Sr. born in LomaLinda ,California on April 12, 1958. to my parents Rudolph Lee Puckett and mother Eva Loena Puckett { Cox}. Rudolph was born in Louisiana and Eva was born in Tulsa Oklahoma May 28 Th 1918.I was the youngest of Three born into the Puckett family.My oldest brother Terry Puckett was born February 12th 1948 in Hemet California and my brother Steve Puckett was born in Colton ,California June 14 Th 1953. We live in Grand Terrace , California until 1962 when we moved to Citrus Heights, California.My Dad Transferred To McClellan Air force where he was a Air Craft Painter.Then my Dad sold our House in Citrus Heights and moved to Fair Oaks,California.It was a Beautiful Home with a nice Yard.A two story Split level with two fireplaces. This was my Home.WE were all one big happy family.My Grandfather William Cox lived with us .We had fantastic neighbors in a wonderful neighborhood just minutes away from the American River.The fair oaks village was full of fantastic stores and of coarse the local barber shop and hardware store.It was a wonderful location to raise a child.the school that i went to Fair oaks Elementary kindergarten to sixth grade. My oldest brother terry enlisted in Navy after he graduated San Juan high school in 1966.Terry was in Naval Reserves while working his way through school. My Brother Steve was a very loving brother also but he had a little different way at looking at life.During my Mom and dads divorce Steve was getting into trouble with the law starting at the age of 13.He continued on until his death in 1976.I was 17 and Steve was 22 years young.I wish this could have been stopped but he always told me "don't do what I do" I listened to him but I had a very short child hood.I got kicked around but always remembered what he told me.It seems that it still happens to me to this day. In 1971 my Mom decided she wanted to move to San Jacinto,California to live near her sisters and this was the town she went to school and was raised in.I was not very happy to be taken away from the city I was raised in but she did not care about that it was for her not me.I never like it there I did not have my friends and all the things I loved in life were gone.I would spend my time with my neighbor and best friend Janet,She was like the big sister I never had.We went horse back riding and spend alot of time at the American River She watched out for me.I was included in almost everything she did and I owe it to her for being there for me.I never had any money and when I went to the Village area it was difficult to broke.When I was with Janet she always included me so we would go get french fries and sodas it was really nice. Janet's family always excepted me as one of there own, I needed that.I don't know what would have to me is she was not there. We moved to Capitola st and then Grand Ave also in fairoaks before we moved to Southern California.Each time we moved I was never involved so the things that I had where gone through and most where discarded with me having no choice in the matter.This was greed that i did not have a word in the matter.I had my dogs that i loved were dumped out in the country that really hurt.I had a hatred for ones that did that to me and they did not care how i felt about it.When we got to San Jacinto with very few things my Mom decided I was going to Stay with cousin's that i did not know and go to school with them in a school I had no idea what it would be like.It Sucked...My cousins 3 of them where about my age born and raised there where not like very much.So i had the privileged of walking with them and that was not very pleasant.This School was nothing like I was used to.The was about 10 percent whites and the rest were Mexican and Indians.They did not get alone so there were fights on a regular basis's.All I could think was why?..Why was I here?. Why am I being put through this?Is this my reward in life?I am going to leave this place.Where is Steve?Where is my Mother Anyway?Where is my Dad?Fuck It...The only people I want to see is Steve and Janet.A little later my mom got a duplex on 10 th street in San jacinto and once again I was not involved in the mom so i just was taken there and said here..You sleep on the coach, oh great..Thanks..It was not long after that another move it was a house on Wateka st.Again I was just a moved like a silent blind person..Guess what I did not know until we showed up there.When I came home from school my mom was never there she was at work or..It was really nice to come to a place I was supposed to call home and it was cold and quiet.I was on my own and alone again.Looking for something to eat was another story alot of the time there was very little there.I think my so called mother was working night shift so another long evening in a cold empty house with no television and no one to talk to and no Steve. 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