A northerns life

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Sunday, October 23, 2011

My life story!

This is my first blog that my good goofy friend Sofia told me about. I meant her at Macys when she decided to come join the bullshit of Macys. She soon learned this was a bad idea. lol (we all did) but anyway in a happier note. I will start saying that i suck at spelling and will have the largest run on's ever. Deal with it.. please. LOL. I have a lot to say in a very not so comforable chair. So this will probably be broken up alot over probably years if i can get everything i need to say out.



First, I will write about what i can remember frist in my life. I was born Sept. 8th in Grand Rapids MI. on a stormy night because everytime a Coger (Maiden name) is born it will storm..really there was a huge snow storm the night when my dad was born jany. 27th 19..something. yes, the Coger name comes from my dad. Anyway i was born there and my mom was like 27 years old and my dad 30 something again. They were both from Michigan well actally my mom was born in Hawaii and put up for adoption. She was adopted when she was a baby still and took to Michigan by Barb Davis of Edmore Mi. and Ron Mccarthy of some where he was in the military. She was adopted as a blue eyed, blond hair child and turned out to be brown eyed and very dark curly hair... and portain. Because her dad was portain and her mother white with green eyes and natural blond hair. Anywho i'll explain that later. Any way i am off track.. again, I was born and came out and you know how they always try to give the baby to the mom..well they tryed that and my mom said, " arent you going to clean her up" so my grandma that i mentioned earlier was the first to hold me and my dad the second. Except to this day they both say they were the first so i dont know whats the truth. My parents stayed togeather only for a year either after or before i was born. They were best friends that decided to get married and have a kid.. and also two ppl who are angry decided to have a kid and wonder why the kid is angry. I guess the first places i lived was stantion MI which is a little town next to Edmore and Mt. pleasant (soaring eagle cansino) thats the only way pp know what your talking about when you say its next to soaring eagle cansino because the towns are so small around that. I guess my mom lived above a pizza place and worked there.. and she would get stray cats and i guess they were kittens.. and i would be in my huge metal car thing that my dad got me that actally drove around and the kittens would come up over it and claw me from underneath so i guess i got mad and we were on the second level and there was a window open and i took the cats and throw them out the window. Dont worry... there was a second level and a ledge and they landed on it and didnt get hurt. Mom had to tie a basket on a string and lower it down and the kittens jumped in the basket and saved them. lol . Thats one of the many memories that i have. A other one is that my mom had 5 jobs that she worked to be able to get me things and pay for every day things. So i had a lot of baby sitters one was carrie that i kinda remember. Anyway i guess i was at the her house and there was staris down stairs and the gate at the top wasnt closed and i got in my stoller or something with wheels and rode the thing down the stairs i guess i made it almost down to the bottom and it flipped. I still have the mark on my forehead. I guess my mom was so mad at Carrie i dont know if she ever babysit me again. I am very thank ful cause my mom had 5 miss carries before i was born. So i am the only child. She was also married before my dad to a guy named patrick and he cheated on her with her best friend.. which is one of the deep deep down reason or at least one of them that i dont trust men. I know i wasn't born yet but still i know it hurt my mom. So my dad was number 2 and still to this day even though its didnt last long but i think he still loves her. He talks about her kinda bad and says shes crazy.. but you know what little boys do when they like a girl.. so... My dads name is Harold Guy Coger and his dad was a Crazy guy that used to beat him and almost killed him many times. Because his dad used to do that to him. But my dad never touched me, he never hit me or any thing not even when i was little. Hell he never drank in front of me until i was about 20 years old. He was a cool dad , taught me how to shot, fish, hunt, and everything that your support to teach a boy i knew how to do better then a boy. I even has a mongooose bike and it spray painting on license plates. We go fishing every weekend that he had me.. i loved it. On the lake... back on state land, with lilly pads every where and the lake was so still and like a mirror.. it was so quiet and you could see the bass and all the small fish swimming around are flat bottem boat. Yeah we used ors not a motor. Michigan had the best weather.. in the summer it was perfect 75 degress with a little breeze. The sun was just warn enough, it was like heaven. I lived in a rural communtity and to this day.. i think is the best way to live. I grew up around corn and where i was from was mainly potatos.. we even had a potato festival. So instead of roads everywhere and city shit i was combines, tractors and amish everywhere. There was almost more amish then there was normal everyday ppl. The land was huge and flat and there was farms everywhere. There was cows and horses and prime hunting land. In Michigan the deer are huge and alot bigger then Texas wanna be deer. We had rolling green land and huge trees and for fun i went hunting and had a 4 wheeler. One childhood memory that i will keep dear to my heart is Nanas and Papa Farm.

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