Once a week after school I would walk down Ash Street to Mrs. Castor’s house for piano lesson.  I would let myself in the front door and walk back to wait in the dining room.  The old upright piano was similar to the one IContinue Reading

When I was a child I would often visit my grandparents while my parents worked. My grandmother kept a small pad of paper and pencil on top of her 1930’s floor model radio. Everyday she would write down the date and the high and low temperatures for the day. ItContinue Reading