Self Storage through the Eyes of a Child

• Prospect Heights storage was a place I knew about a long time ago.  There might be other storage places there too but I do not know.  I remember it for different reasons.  I was moving boxes of toys and train sets and stuffed animals.  I could not leave any toys behind.  They were my only friends at the time.  My real friends were left behind in a snowy storm in my hometown.  It snowed hard the day we left my friends and the truck and the roads were stressful for my father that day.  He would get angry when he felt stress.  Once we hit the open highway, he felt better.  All the planning and packing and wondering and the kids mad leaving their friends and a lot of stress occurred. Moving is stressful.  Even for a little kid like me at the time.  I did not want to leave my friends.  I snuck away in the middle of the night.  We packed all night and I remember looking at the clock often.  Is it really four in the morning?  We have got to get this refrigerator on the truck somehow.  The entire family must push it up the ramp in the snow, onto the truck.  We have got to close the truck door and latch it in.  I hope we can pull it up when we get to the Prospect Heights storage place.  That would be embarrassing if we can not.  Nothing will fall out or move in the truck though.  There is no room to do that.  Every box is stuck so tightly, what can possibly move?  We packed everything in so tight a bug would not fit.  We were proud of ourselves and very tired. We rested a bit that morning and took off in the wind and the snow.  We would land in Prospect Heights storage place days later, tired, stressed, dirty, and wanting just to eat and rest.  It is time though to unpack the truck now.  That would take almost all day again even though it is always faster unpacking than packing.  The door did open and nothing fell out.  That all was a long time ago.  My father and I bonded in the truck that two or three days.  We talked and listened to music and talk radio through very lousy speakers.  We even listened to rock and roll and discussed why the Doors were so good or Led Zeppelin.  I do not think we ever talked about anything that long again.  Prospect Heights storage brought two men together without even knowing it.  I pushed, pulled, dragged, and lifted everything from the truck in that storage parking lot a long time ago.  My Dad was proud of my effort and what the heck, who would not want to move to New York as a kid?  New York had everything.  I could not wait once I was here.  Everything was behind me.  A brand new life was about to happen and I felt ready.  If I could empty a whole truck into a space where again, it all fit to the gills, I could flourish in New York.

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