Saturday Mornings

Saturday Mornings

On Saturday mornings, my brother and I would get up very early—unreasonably early, you might say. We would then steal downstairs, ever so stealthily, so as not to wake up Mom or Dad. Mostly it was Dad we did not […]

Brownie

Brownie

When my parents brought home the family’s new RCA Victor black-and-white television set, they made it clear that it was not to be the center of attention, and as such, it would not be in the living room. That room was for reading the Sunday paper or a good book, entertaining company, and watching the flames flicker in the large brick fireplace.