MY FIRST LOVE — the boy who made my five-year-old heart swell and my chubby palms sweat — was Joey Vanilla. He lived next door to me in my hometown of Schubert’s Trailer Park. Technically, I grew up in Livonia — a rural town in Upstate New York.
Schubert’s Trailer Park was a 10-minute station wagon drive from central Livonia and was situated on a hill across the street from the pebbly shoreline of Conesus Lake. While my mailing address and school district indicated “Livonia,” my five-year-old psyche knew my home as “Schubert’s.”