132 Tuttle Street - Clarendon Hills, Illinois
This house gave me my first nightmare.   A witch had dug a hole in our backyard and she setup a circus tent over it.  She came to my window and wanted to get into my room.  I was scared to death.   Its also the house that taught me to fear spiders.   My parents had bought me a board game which we all played one night.  When it was time for me to go to bed, I put it under my bed.   The next day I reached under to get the game but I couldn’t reach it so I used my legs to reach it but it was not there.   When I brought out my bare legs, a huge wolf spider was on my thigh and it bit me.  I’ve hated spiders ever since.

My brother Robert was born here.   My best friend lived up the street and his name was Steve.    A year later when we were living in LaGrange my parents asked me what we should name my new brother.   His name is Steve.