So, this is how it happened. Ode to My Mom and Dad. He grabbed her by the shoulders and gave her a big unexpected kiss on the lips. Then she responded, “now Carl you’re not supposed to do that. When my dad told me this I could only surmise my mom had never been kissedContinue reading “How they did it in the 1930s.”
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How do we get things done when the door bell keeps ringing.
September 1965 2611 D Street, in the rear. The tiny house in the rear. It was either a guest house or a servants quarters. A standalone bungalow set behind a larger old Victorian house with three rented flats and a broad porch as wide as the big house. Or the house in the front asContinue reading “How do we get things done when the door bell keeps ringing.”