It's hard to imagine now that Nana and Poppa and their six children all lived in this house, but they did. It was painted white back then. Mom remembered Aunt Helen, who was recovering from a terrible bout of poison ivy, stretched out in a hammock on the side porch, with their dog, a white terrier, Buddy, I think his name was. Helen carried him in her bike basket, riding through town. Poppa was Mayor during the 1930's, and Dad and Jean hated having to go out and knock on doors, distributing pamphlets for the election. Dad was so shy! I can just imagine the smells of Nana's wonderful cooking coming from the kitchen - her rice pudding, pies, cookies, and roast beef we all remember. Mom went with Cherry and Jim for Sunday dinner every week during the war, when Dad was posted in Nova Scotia in the Air Force, and it was a great comfort to her. Uncle Ken was just 12 or so, and great at fixing things, and he'd show up at Mom's apartment on King St. with his screw driver, and ask if she needed anything fixed. Another earlier memory of Mom's was when she and Jean (her roommate at Queen's) were there, that Evelyn was asked to a formal dance, and it was the Depression, money very tight. So they looked at the velvet curtains between living and dining room, and made Evelyn her evening gown from the lovely velvet! She looked stunning, Mom said.
It's hard to imagine now that Nana and Poppa and their six children all lived in this house, but they did. It was painted white back then. Mom remembered Aunt Helen, who was recovering from a terrible bout of poison ivy, stretched out in a hammock on the side porch, with their dog, a white terrier, Buddy, I think his name was. Helen carried him in her bike basket, riding through town. Poppa was Mayor during the 1930's, and Dad and Jean hated having to go out and knock on doors, distributing pamphlets for the election. Dad was so shy! I can just imagine the smells of Nana's wonderful cooking coming from the kitchen - her rice pudding, pies, cookies, and roast beef we all remember. Mom went with Cherry and Jim for Sunday dinner every week during the war, when Dad was posted in Nova Scotia in the Air Force, and it was a great comfort to her. Uncle Ken was just 12 or so, and great at fixing things, and he'd show up at Mom's apartment on King St. with his screw driver, and ask if she needed anything fixed. Another earlier memory of Mom's was when she and Jean (her roommate at Queen's) were there, that Evelyn was asked to a formal dance, and it was the Depression, money very tight. So they looked at the velvet curtains between living and dining room, and made Evelyn her evening gown from the lovely velvet! She looked stunning, Mom said.
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