Monday, May 11

Franklin Street

This was my maternal grandparents house, and the house where my mom grew up.

I drove by it recently with her, and heard a previously buried story about my uncle throwing a hammer at my grandfather's head years and years and years ago. It was pretty funny.

Unfortunately, they never did have a car like this. It made the shot, though.


avra romanowitz said...

the car, the green grass, the story...all of it make the shot. what prompted to trip down mem lane?

Teep said...

the trees are saying "spring"

ana dane said...

i was up visiting for mother's day, and we were on a cupcake hunt in the town where she grew up. i hadn't been by here in ages, but my sisters and i practically grew up here too when we young.