|... new orange artwork ... right centre border ...|
Maureen Beecher told me she can remember Charlie and Doral hovering over it all afternoon one day in May, 1945, the day that the Armistice was declared and World War II was over.
The radio provided a lot of entertainment for me.
There were soap operas in the afternoon and Lux Theatre at night – Lux, the soap that is 99 and 99/100th, pure as I can still hear the radio announcer intoning.
I was six when I scratched my name into the fine molding around the base of the radio.
I don’t remember doing that carving, but later when my dad would talk about giving things away, he would always say that I got the radio, for I had my name on it already.
|.. good colour and the cracks in the bricks have been filled in ...|
I went to Naomi and Xavier and said, “You know, I think Rhiannon has done some art work that might never come off and I think she is going to get in trouble.”
“No, that was me,” said Naomi, since she is truly candid and sincere, “and why am I going to get in trouble,” and of course the tears began to fall down her face.
No idea passed her mind that her parents might not want that there.
|... the end of the hearth with a dull orange that compliments the brighter colour ...|
That is one bonus.
I wonder if Naomi gets the whole house, or just the fireplace when Leo and Mary get old. Either would be another bonus.