My Home Town

I was born at Rio Hondo Memorial Hospital in Pico Rivera California. If you were to look closely at my birth certificates you would see that one of them lists my birth city as Downey. So I decided to do a Google Search for the address listed on my second birth certificate. It does show that address as being in Downey. The picture below shows the hospital being between Pico Rivera and Downey. When asked where I was born I have always stated I was born in Pico Rivera so I will continue to do so.

The home that holds the most memories for me was located in West Covina, CA. It was a modest 1500 square foot home in a sea of homes in the Southern California area. My earliest memory of living at this house was on my fifth birthday. My birth dad Joe Sattler came by the house to give me a birthday gift. We stood at the front door of the house and he handed me a box that contained a brand new transistorized radio. That was the last time I ever saw him. 

I lived in this house till I left for the U.S.A.F basic training at the age of 22. My parents sold the house in 1990. 

There were so many homes in this area it was not too hard to make friends since there were a lot of kids my age on my street. My friends lived across the street and in the house next door to ours. Now that I think back my early childhood was a very small world compared to how many people that lived around us.

I did have other friends that did not live on my street but did not really get involved with them until I started Jr. High. 

The summers in Southern California were hot and very smoggy. As a kid we would go swimming at my friend Bob Hillenburg's house. Bob lived right across the street from us. After swimming our lungs and eyes would be burning from all the smog. The mountain range to east was only about 10 miles away yet was normally shrouded by the air pollution. When the Santa Anna winds would blow and after a winter rain storm the smog would clear and the mountain range would become vibrant and really stand out.

My Birth Name

The church that I belong to encourages up to keep a journal for our descendants to know a little something about us. They have made it easy for us to do this by giving us a list of 52 questions to answer on the Church web site.

I will attempt to answer one question  a week for the next year so that my future posterity can know who I was and what my life was like. So here goes with the week one question.

What is your full name? Why did your parents give you that name?

I have two birth certificates that  shows that I was given the name of Douglas Phillip Sattler on one and Douglas Phillip Shaw on the other:

As you can see I was born with last name of Sattler. I can only assume that my middle name comes from my birth father Joseph Phillip. My mom had another birth certificate made in 1967 that shows my last name to be Shaw. Joseph was my birth father but Bobby was my real father. 

When asked my Mom stated she liked the name Douglas and and so I was named Douglas Phillip. 

Update

Been a long time since I posted to this blog. So much has happened in the last 4 years. We moved again and live in Arlington TN. We like the place loads of privacy and wildlife, just last night we saw 4 deer.

My job as an aircraft instructor for FedEx has taken me all over the country this year and two times to Paris.

Paris Crew

I am scheduled to go to Manila in December. I don't mind the travel and even get to take Teri with me from time to time. We are going back to the Gulf Coast in a few weeks.

 Ryan and Ashley had another child, a sweet granddaughter. Got to see Laura and her girls twice so far this year and had a wonderful vacation with them this summer. I am so blessed to have such wonderful children and grandchildren. Wish we were closer.

Abby and Lily

Ryan's Tribe

Earlier this year I learned about another brother and sister of mine. Teri and I were able to visit them last month and get to know them and their families. My only regret is not getting to know them much sooner than this but am grateful to have them in my life now.

One very sad event happened this year. My buddy Argos got out and made it to the road and was hit by a car.

He was a great friend and helped me through a very dark period in my life.I miss him dearly.