tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384662678304810045.post3925779379557593877..comments2024-03-08T13:40:46.223-05:00Comments on Child of the Fort: All That You Can't Leave Behind - Stinson's Day NurseryKristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11008266394008424779noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384662678304810045.post-20205154571652297412024-01-31T13:28:09.618-05:002024-01-31T13:28:09.618-05:00Thhanks for sharing thisThhanks for sharing thisronbloghttps://ronaldmetellus.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384662678304810045.post-89974571891207626982011-12-16T00:42:37.664-05:002011-12-16T00:42:37.664-05:00Kristina,
While I am much younger, and did not at...Kristina,<br /><br />While I am much younger, and did not attend Stintson, I can relate very much to how you feel. I attended Franke Park Day Care Center in the Late 80s and very early 90s. <br /><br />I too experienced similar things as your Rabbit drawing as well as valuable life lessons such as: If someone bites you, bite them back...Yes This is what the German woman who ran the daycare told me and then proceed to make me bite the little boy. To this day I always wondered what happened to little Robert Stump hahaha. <br /><br />Despite all that, every time I see a piece of Strawberry candy or eat a fresh pear, I will think of all the wonderful time I spent there. The day care has long since closed and Mrs. Kebelus has been gone for a few years now. A few years back I had the chance to go back and visit with her daughter, who all the children loved and walk around the grounds. It was sad to see the rooms so empty without all the long lunch tables and shelves of toys and the backyard empty without the play equipment, save for a small metal tunnel, which I can remember laying inside of on summer days and the metal was so warm from the sun it almost could burn you. <br /><br />We are better people for having had such wonderful experiences that such a place provided. Though the places we love have changed or the are gone all together, they will always exist as long as the children who loved them remember. <br /> <br />There are so many kids I grew up with at the Day Care that I would give my right arm to know where they are today.<br /><br />I love your blog, especially having grown up in Ft. Wayne myself. Friends of mine always are wanting to get out of this place and say they hate it here. I cant think of any place I would want to live more. <br /><br />So thanks for your Blog, its pretty awesome!Karissa F.http://www.facebook.com/KFa8911125?ref=tn_tnmnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384662678304810045.post-13398968133336695322010-08-11T01:36:25.263-04:002010-08-11T01:36:25.263-04:00I attended Stinson's in the mid 70's. It ...I attended Stinson's in the mid 70's. It was a great place for me. It was my own little Sesame Street. It saddens me to see the building in decay and the stinson family deceased. The daughter of the lady who cooked the food also worked at Stinson's when I was there. Time moves on. Thanks for the memories.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384662678304810045.post-11702122806031910632009-06-27T10:45:36.145-04:002009-06-27T10:45:36.145-04:00Hi - thanks for this blog - I was at Stinson's...Hi - thanks for this blog - I was at Stinson's in the early 1960s and had the opposite experience. <br /><br />I hated it and cried everyday. It was a horrible place and the people who worked there were really unkind. There was this game they played on birthdays. They would tie balloons with strings to your ankles and you'd chase the other kids trying to break their balloons. Seriously. AND (I SWEAR) when we were given apples to eat, YOU HAD TO EAT THE CORE! Sick? They put a bucket next to your cot to throw up. <br /><br />Seriously, I hated that place. Both our parents worked and except for the fact that my brother was there, I had no hope.<br /><br />The quonset hut in the back will never leave my mind.....<br /><br />OK? So how did I turn out!? Relatively sane! LOL <br /><br />It was good to read your thoughts - that place definitely made me stronger - but I'd never do that to a kid.<br /><br />Vicky Trabosh<br />vicky@victoriatrabosh.com<br />http://victoriatrabosh.comVicky Traboshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17500820592268769529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384662678304810045.post-46875252267635723762008-05-13T21:51:00.000-04:002008-05-13T21:51:00.000-04:00Kristina, Wow- you said everything I've felt abo...Kristina,<BR/> Wow- you said everything I've felt about the old Sunnymede School. I did a little "urban exploring" a few years back, and took photos of my old classrooms. <BR/> In hindsight, I wish I hadn't. The memories I remember as a kid contrasted with the empty, broken shell I saw 20 years later has made it all the more somber.<BR/> I wish I could find some decent photos of Sunnymede (pre-1984) to have something better to look at.<BR/> <BR/>Dan <BR/><BR/>PS: Your Project Indiana on Flickr is a great idea! I'm trying to get my Dad to go dig his photos up from South Calhoun El.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384662678304810045.post-75435719624971221242008-05-13T08:44:00.000-04:002008-05-13T08:44:00.000-04:00Part of the reason I love your blog is that I can ...Part of the reason I love your blog is that I can identify with you so much. I would TOTALLY be doing the ubergoogle, poking around online, etc, calling realtors, the whole deal. Now I may even have to drive by the place myself, even though I never heard of it until this morning!Colleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17935365838959104217noreply@blogger.com