May 2005 / Volume Six / Issue Three | ||||||||||
Mike Estabrook | ||||||||||
12 Chilcote Street, Barry Docks, Wales The house where my maternal grandmother was born 100 years ago was once brick in front like the other houses around it but had been improved some years back. The friendly old gentleman in #10 let us into his place so we could see what it was like inside #12. "Mrs. Moss would surely let you in if she were at home." Very narrow inside, a gray memory tunnel, narrow stairway leading upstairs; living room in front, then a kitchen, then a bathroom, finally a tiny utilities room in the back; no back yard, only a narrow alleyway. My Aunt Alice said thank you so very much over and over, then sat in the rented car and cried until she sobbed. |
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