People and Stories

I was only three when we arrived in Seabrook in 1945. It was a great place for us kids to grow up. We had the nursery school playground behind our apartment. We played marbles there…remember “knuckles-down” and “no fudging?” Playing marbles was our earliest introduction to gambling because whatever you won, you got to keep. […]

As I think back to the good old days, more questions come to mind than anything … how did our large families live in such small accommodations…what family was the largest living in one apartment..? How did the German displaced families move out of the community into their own homes so quickly?Who was Ms. Kajikawa […]

When we arrived in Seabrook in 1950, we were given an apartment in prefabricated barracks in an area called “Hoover Village.” We were totally shocked at the sight of our new quarters, set closely together on sandy ground, without a single tree in the area. It was incredible that we would have the same type […]