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Post by David Sechrest on Aug 1, 2009 21:32:06 GMT -5
My first memories are of Jackson Street. Very vague, but there are some. We lived in a shotgun house on the west side, less than a block away from Reliance (the shirt factory). 11th Street wasn't there. 8th Street was the exit/entrance from/to Columbus back then. 11th Street was most likely built right around the time the 1st major redevelopment of Columbus happened. I remember the west side of Jackson Street, from 8th on up was filled with shotgun style homes. The railroad switching yard was directly behind this area of houses and the houses were built very close to one another. The neighborhood has definitely changed, to say the least. Almost all of the homes were demolished.
We moved from Jackson Street to Center Street in east Columbus sometime around 1954 or 1955. There's not much there today that reminds me of what it was like when I was a kid. The house we lived in is still there (it's a plumbing place today). Dad planted trees along the north side not too long after we moved there. There was an alley that ran between our property and Russell's Grocery, a little mom and pop place owned by G W and Roxie Russell. Someone cut down dad's trees and the yard where I played marbles and caught butterflies and praying mantis' is blacktop today. They did such a fine job of removing Russell's Grocery that you'd never even know it was there. In fact, 75 to 80% of the houses are gone too. It's nothing more than an industrial area today.
All of the outhouses are gone. I don't know if I can truly say that this is a bad thing. The smell could get pretty ripe on hot August days.
One of the buildings remain from the State Street School but it's not used as a school anymore.
The old Fruit Market is gone. It sat on the corner of Mapleton and State Street.
The railroad tracks are still at the end of Center Street, but once you get very far east of Gladstone, the tracks have been ripped up and the old iron bridge we walked back to to swim is just a skeleton of what is once was. The land on the other side of the tracks was a cornfield. It ran from Beatty Lane to Gladstone. Today, it's an industrial area and the recycling center. Mapleton Street used to dead end at the tracks.
There's an empty lot on the northwest corner of Center and Southeastern. At one time, there was a drive-in root beer stand there, but I don't remember it. I always remember that corner being filled with trucks and trailers. The highway garage was on the north side of State Street, almost across from the old Hamilton Cosco factory. Franke's Dairy was on the corner of State and Cherry. The building's still there. It's a mexican place today. And next to Franke's was the Dairy King, a soft serve ice cream joint. It sat between Franke's and Jay-C Foods (Yellowbrick Road)
There was another mom and pop grocery across from State Street School (Palmers, I think). It sat on the corner. That building has been gone for many years.
About the only place that hasn't changed is the alley just west of Mapleton. I walked it last year. Sometimes to break up the monotony of taking the same way home from school every day, I'd walk home via that alley (either that or to avoid some kid that wanted to beat me up).
There's really not much of the old neighborhood left to remind me of the way it was when I lived there.
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Post by David Sechrest on Aug 18, 2009 20:51:18 GMT -5
Sheesh...I thought this topic might get some interest from some of y''all.
It's funny: my sister's family lived in Wabash Indiana for about 20 years. I visited them a lot. And the town never seemed to change. I remember my brother-in-law Bob calling me one week to let me know they were renovating the old Eagles Theater in downtown Wabash and had a HUGE dumpster sat out front. When I got off work that Friday, I headed up to Wabash and early Saturday morning, Bob and I drove down to the theater. I spent a good 6 hours in that dumpster and pulled out a stack of items taller than me (by the way, the Eagles Theater in downtown Wabash was owned by the same family that owned the Crump and our Drive-In. One of the items I pulled out was a black, three ring maintenance binder listing all the theaters and drive-ins they owned. Inside the binder was a plastic picture holder with pictures of Columbus inside. Most of them must have been taken around the time the first Commons was being built, but I came up with some GREAT pictures of the Drive In and was tickled about that and this was a good 13 years before this message board and website). Bob later found out that the manager was absolutely FURIOUS that all that stuff was thrown out.
But Wabash never seems to change.
Columbus, on the other hand, is in constant change. Maybe this topic isn't getting any feedback because where you grew up has changed so dramatically, you don't even know where to start.
But it would be nice to hear about some of the old Mom & Pop grocery stores that were around your neighborhood, as well as other places.
Look at it this way: this place is designed SOLELY for you to record your memories regarding the Columbus you grew up in. It's a permanent record of what living in Columbus was like when you were a kid. Please don't assume that someone else is going to do it, because it might not happen. This is your opportunity.
After all...this is your message board...
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Post by Gregg on Aug 19, 2009 19:19:43 GMT -5
Our family moved to 2919 East 17th St. in 1947, the year I turned one year old. At that time the area was still pretty rural. I think the entire neighborhood must have been developed to meet the need for new and affordable housing that came with the end of WWII. If you went more than half a mile in any direction except west, there were still corn fields and a couple farm houses and barns. The two main centers of commerce in our immediate area were Harker's Garage and McKay's East Side Market. The last time I was back home that whole area was still vacant, with the closing of the little gas station at 17th and McClure Rd. McKay's was closed on Sundays, so if we had to make a "bread run" on the Sabbath, we'd go to Bob Harrell's at the corner of 25th and Beam Rd. Richard sent me the city's proposed plans for the re-alignment of 17th Street awhile back.....including the demolition of the nicest home on the corner. As of this writing, I don't know how much work has been done. I'm sure that when they're finished, though, I won't recognize the old neighborhood.
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Post by Babs on Aug 22, 2009 19:16:26 GMT -5
When WWII ended we moved from our house on Pennsylvania Avenue out to what is now Rocky Ford and lived for about three years on the Rocky Ford Farm. Where the farm now ends on the Western edge and The Woods (development) is now located there used to be two small houses at one time. We lived in the closest house to "The Farm" and each time we drive down Rocky Ford I try to figure out where our house would've set. We had a number of large trees in our front yard and of course I realize the street has been widened a lot from when we lived there; it was just a small two lane road. That portion was paved, but when you came to the curve that led to the Air Base and down into "Rocky Ford" the road was just gravel. Things sure have changed in this area. It was fun in a way to live so close to a working farm and at one time my brother and I each got a little banty chicken. We kept them for a while but then eventually we sent them up to live on the farm where there were other chickens. The other houses and neighborhoods we lived in are mainly all still there. The first house I remember living in was between Cottage Avenue and Central Avenue on 20th Street. This small house still stands and was built by my great grandfather. The next neighborhood was up closer to Garfield on Pennsylvania Avenue and we moved there from 20th Street and lived until the war was over. That house is still on the corner of 11th Street and Pennsylvania Avenue. After the war we lived on the Rocky Ford farm and then when I began high school we moved back into town and my parents bought a home at 1334 Hutchins Avenue, just at the opposite end of the block from the Fire Station. I guess when Arvins needed to expand they purchased the land and eventually that house was moved over on Central Avenue just North of what used to be Garfield School and what now houses the Bartholomew County School District Offices. At one time the building, which was enlarged from the original Garfield school building, housed Corporate Offices for Arvins-Meritor Corp. So all but one of the houses I lived in as a child are still intact and remain on the tax rolls of the city of Columbus. The only one that is gone is the small house that was on the Rocky Ford Farm. It is strange but every time we go down Central Avenue I always look over to see the small house on 20th Street and down 12th Street to get a peek at the house on Pennsylvania and of course the Hutchins house is now on Central and they are all within just a few blocks of each other.
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Post by docwendy on Aug 24, 2009 10:46:02 GMT -5
I lived on Nugent Blvd in Forest Park. When I was back in June for the Historic Columbus Indiana Celebration, I drove through my old neighborhood. Not too much has changed there, other than the trees are huge and there's a house on the circle where an empty lot used to be. The huge change, and emotional upheavals that resulted were out at the stables where I spent so much of my time in those teenage years.
I kept my horses at Honeysuckle Hill stables out on 500W (Mauxferry Rd). I had always wanted a horse, and in the spring of 1966 my parents bought me my first. I boarded her, and the others that followed, at the Routson's stable. So many memories and wonderful times are centered around the white and red barns, my horses, and the friends I made there. I learned essentially everything I know about horsemanship there. My ultimate career choice actually began there (I'm a vet). So, when I went back to Columbus that was one of the first places I went. Imagine my shock when instead of the immaculately kept stables of my memory I was greeted with an overgrown, obviously unkept vacant field. I got out of my truck and roamed the property, finding traces of foundations of the barns I knew so well. And buried junked cars and trash. I cried like a baby (fortunately no one was around- they'd think I was crazy!).
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Post by Babs on Aug 25, 2009 10:55:34 GMT -5
Docwendy, No one would've thought you were crazy! Far from it. I'd say you were being nostalgic and sentimental and your walk down memory lane just happened to not be a pleasant one. Sometimes change is good, but sometimes it is not and in this case with the neat and clean barns being gone and replaced by trash etc. it would've hurt anyone who had any fond memories of the area. I don't think you or anyone needs to apologize for being sentimental about the past. As you said, a lot of who you are today was formed in those years and it had to be quite upsetting to you to see all of those good times and the places you visited on a daily basis in such a state of disrepair.
You did just what you needed to do at the time and if crying released some of the hurt and tension, I'd say you were lucky you could let it go. Hope you will come back to Columbus again sometime to visit us and perhaps that particular area should be avoided since it is nothing like you remember. Lots of other good memories, I hope, for you here in our little town! :-)
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Post by docwendy on Aug 26, 2009 6:32:09 GMT -5
Thank you, Babs. Very well said and very comforting. I guess I carry the good memories around in my heart and in my eyes the place will always look as it did back in 1966. And you are right, my formative years were spent in Columbus Indiana and so it will always be special to me. I plan to come back more often now that I realize the drive isn't so bad! Besides, Zaharako's was too crowded last time and I couldn't get in so I definitely need to come back to do that!
Again, thanks for your kind words!
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Post by nancs on Aug 26, 2009 7:32:06 GMT -5
Hi to all, and especially to 'another horsey person,' Doc Wendy, who unfortunately I did not get to meet at the last celebration, since I was unable to attend in 2009..........With that said, I can so very much relate to her thoughts about 'change in Columbus.' The 'horsey area' of my youth, around 7th and Hawcreek, has been 'changed' for a long time now----------yet my recollections of 'back in the day,' still cling in my memories of 'Growing Up Columbus.' Doc Wendy, my 'area' has so changed----------but I can find one spot in the 'neighborhood' along Hawcreek that is almost the same, a short drive east over Hawcreek bridge at 7th, and a left on Irwin Dr., think that is the name, and I can get to the narrow street that goes along the 'Hawcreek' of my horsey days, when groups of riders would meet at the 8th Street Saddle Club grounds, ford the 'crick,' and come out on that road.......often with a destination of an early breakfast at the Junction. On the other hand, much of Columbus has not changed......I relate a 'family story,' when daughter Polly was in Illinois on a work related trip and drove to Columbus, wanting to visit her grandfather's grave at Garland Brook................She called me on her cell phone------------announcing, 'I am here! How do I get to Garland Brook?' She told me where she was, in town, and via the phone, I directed her to her destination, telling her what she should be expecting to see along the way---------landmarks of my youth. It was quite a fun experience. And believe it or not, I actually was able to get her 'right on target' within the cemetery. Both of my daughters have been in Columbus with me, Paige, more often than Polly------------these California native adult kids have, over time, developed their own list of 'special spots' in Columbus that they want to revisit.........places that still remain from my 'Growing Up Columbus.' I had to giggle just a tad, as just recently, daughter Polly and her husband, were talking about when we all went back two years ago to bury my beloved mom next to my dad............Polly and Mike did some 'exploring' on their own, discovered the area of Lowell Mills, that RER recently commented on here on the message boards. and were sharing 'their memories' of visiting Columbus------------Yes, perhaps somewhat different from what I remember, but much remains.............think that is perhaps a part of what makes Columbus unique............add in the friends, and well, what more can I say. Love and hugs to all, Nanc
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Post by Babs on Aug 26, 2009 7:41:28 GMT -5
Docwendy Glad you plan to return to Columbus and my yes, you have to go to The Greeks! We've only been one time but we have friends who have gone many times and there is usually a little wait but if you time it right you can get in fairly soon.
So much of our growing up years here in Columbus will always be a part of who we became and the friends and places we went are all a part of that, as well as the schools and teachers who taught us.
It was a good place to grow up and I wouldn't change a thing. I just wish some of those good times and safe experiences could've lasted longer so more could've experienced them but that thing called "progress" does happen and the city moves forward. Sometimes the change is good and sometimes not so good, but again you should feel no shame or remorse for letting your feelings go. I have a wise friend who has told me many times that "sometimes crying and letting go of your feelings is just what you need to do".
We have lived many places, in many states and even overseas and still there is no place like Columbus, Indiana! I can vouch for that firsthand. Please come back soon to visit us! :-)
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Post by docwendy on Aug 26, 2009 7:46:14 GMT -5
I hope to meet you sometime too, Nancs! I have enjoyed your horsey posts so much, especially recollections of the rides into town for breakfasts. I do know the Routson family (and Bohalls) also lived along Hawcreek when their children were growing up. Donna Bohall Routson would tell tales of riding in town, and of one particular incidence when her bridle broke and her horse took her on a runaway journey through backyards along Washington Street! And I have seen names in the Saddle Club articles ofchildren who I recall as adults in the 60's and 70's.
My kids also have Columbus memories as well, as I have brought them to visit on occasion. I took the boys camping in Brown County, and my oldest son was my "date" for our CHS 25th reunion! He and his wife have gone back to camp, and are planning to take my baby grandson when he's older so there's another generation with a link to Columbus!
I agree, it is a special place with special people!
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Post by docwendy on Aug 26, 2009 7:50:45 GMT -5
Babs, you are so right. I also have had the experience in my childhood of living many places (we moved 9 times), but Columbus remains special. My dad got transferred to Cleveland at the beginning of my senior year, but mom stayed behind with me so I could graduate from CHS. For that and may other things I am grateful. They felt that Columbus was a great place for kids.
And thanks for the tips for the Greek's! On my next trip there (maybe for the fall display at Brown County and cherry cider in Nashville) I'll give it a go!
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Post by David Sechrest on Aug 29, 2009 15:02:16 GMT -5
Thanks to Gregg, docWendy, Babs, and Nanc for discussing how their own stomping grounds have changed over the years. I know this may seem somewhat redundant what with all the other discussions on the board that kind of tie in to this same line of thought, but it's nice to have it all in one place.
I love reading about the changes others experienced, and Wendy, I have felt just as you. It sure does make things so bittersweet.
And of course our First Lady Nanc: nanc, you are such an excellent story teller. I always love reading your memories.
Any others out there whose neighborhood was a surprise after being away for so long?
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Post by Babs on Sept 2, 2009 13:26:19 GMT -5
The other day I took a slight "detour" and drove down 22nd Street and turned on Cottage so that I could drive past the first house I remember living in. Well imagine my surprise to see that now I don't think that one little house left on 20th Street is our house. I believe it is the house the Walkcutters lived in, which was next door to us. There was no sidewalk to the front door and how I do recall that sidewalk. One spring day it began to rain and much to my brother and my surprise our mother allowed us to go out and dance up and down the sidewalk in the rain. It was a light rain, no thunder or lightening....just a gentle soft dripping of rain drops from the sky overhead. Why do things like that stick in our heads? Well, for one thing, it was not a normal occurence and for another it was just such a wonderful feeling to fly up and down that walk(but never allowed to get off the walk mind you). I must've only been about 4 or 5 at the most but it is a fond memory of living in that small house.
There were also trees in our front yard and many the time one of us had to go "cut a small switch" to bring back to the house for our punishment for telling a fib or doing something we were not supposed to do. No trees there now!
Somewhere I have the addresses of every place I've ever lived and I've got to check out the address because the front of the house does not look right to me so I fear another house I lived in has been torn down. There was no sidewalk and the porch and the shape of the house is all wrong.
Oh well, time marches on................... :-(
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Post by BobLane on Sept 8, 2009 10:18:28 GMT -5
I walked one day recently back to my early childhood home. The only one that I remembered, 1015 Fifth Street. We rented a house from Irwin Union Bank, third from the Cummins plant. One of three “shotgun houses" rented to the poor factory workers back then. What I saw was certainly not what I remembered. I remembered a neighborhood full of people that really cared for each other. What I saw was a big parking lot. Gone were the trees I climbed as a child. Gone were the back yards my friend Jerry Records and I raced our bikes in or played base ball. Gone were the sidewalks those McCalip girls raced on their skates, or jumped rope. No more porches to gather on to wait out a summer rain. Gone was the famous racing hill off Forth Street where we raced our homemade carts. Yes, all that has been replaced by blacktop parking lot. It’s all gone. But the memories remain,if you try. Bob Lane
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Post by Babs on Sept 8, 2009 15:32:46 GMT -5
Today we went to San Souci to pick up a German beer stein that my husband bid for and got online and I realized that was Hutchins Avenue, where we lived when I went to high school. Of course the house is now over on Central but it was strange to be sitting in the parking lot of San Souci, recognize from the back side the old fire department and I said to Don "well this has to be Hutchins right here and our house would've sat right here". There are still two lovely trees out in front but nothing else remains except the fire house that reminds me of when we lived there. It was strange to recognize a familiar landmark...just the top of the fire station was all it took for me to know just where I was....and stranger yet to think about how many times we got off the city bus down by the fire station, walked up the street to our house, opened the door to the smell of cookies baking in the oven or maybe an apple pie. My mom was a wonderful cook and the house always smelled of something good coming from the kitchen. What wonderful memories and I am so glad we have those memories to think back on. Hope you have some fond ones that you might like to share on this particular part of the boards. :-)
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Post by Ricky_Berkey on Sept 9, 2009 14:46:36 GMT -5
Babs, Was your old house moved to Central when they cleared the area for the parking lot and the Arvin building? Isn't it amazing how just a piece of something from your past can bring those memories flooding back? Today we went to San Souci to pick up a German beer stein that my husband bid for and got online and I realized that was Hutchins Avenue, where we lived when I went to high school. Of course the house is now over on Central but it was strange to be sitting in the parking lot of San Souci, recognize from the back side the old fire department and I said to Don "well this has to be Hutchins right here and our house would've sat right here". There are still two lovely trees out in front but nothing else remains except the fire house that reminds me of when we lived there. It was strange to recognize a familiar landmark...just the top of the fire station was all it took for me to know just where I was....and stranger yet to think about how many times we got off the city bus down by the fire station, walked up the street to our house, opened the door to the smell of cookies baking in the oven or maybe an apple pie. My mom was a wonderful cook and the house always smelled of something good coming from the kitchen. What wonderful memories and I am so glad we have those memories to think back on. Hope you have some fond ones that you might like to share on this particular part of the boards. :-)
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Post by Babs on Sept 9, 2009 15:30:44 GMT -5
Ricky, The house, which was 1334 Hutchins (second lot from 14th Street), must've been moved sometime after the late 50's. I'm not really sure because my folks moved up on Maple Street in 1957 or 1958 so I would not have been aware of any changes to the old neighborhood.
Most likely Arvin's needed the land...although when you look at it, there is not a parking lot, it is just open land. There was a small house that sat next to our house, owned by Arvin's I believe that they used for storage. We normally parked out behind that building just on the grass (the extra cars). My dad had a detached garage built after we moved there and it is no longer there, so was torn down I assume.
It does bring back lots of memories, especially the high school years and all. It always seems odd to me to see our house over on Central...different address...something like 1320 something I think and I do notice it each time we drive down Central Avenue.
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Post by David Sechrest on Sept 9, 2009 21:31:29 GMT -5
Babs, great story. I ran across a photo in the Evening Republican from sometime in the 1950's and on page 1 was a picture of a house being moved. I know I copied it from the library and it's around here somewhere.
There were probably quite a few homes that were moved during that time. It was most likely cheaper to move one than buy, huh?
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Post by RER on Sept 9, 2009 22:25:31 GMT -5
How Has the Neighborhood from Your Youth Changed?
I have not been back at two of my memory neighborhoods in the last two years.
When, we did it was a super large change of the areas in the first place I grew up in the 1940s and moved during 1950 at a young age.
The first memory was 502 Union Street and it was a grand place as a very young kid, with all the great kids and security during the early days.
Of course, we lived in a Cummins rental house on the corner of 5th and Union Street at the end of 5th. Down the street unknown to me at the time was Mr. Reeves of Reeves Pulley Company.
People didn't lock the doors and the windows were open during the summer. There was no air conditioning in those days.
There wasn't any televison during those day, but radio was king with the "Ted Mack" Amateur Hour on weekends and the radio shows.
Many friends on the block were Margo and sisters among many other friends of the past. As I have said before my brother and I walked to Lincoln School on 2nd and Franklin for the first couple three grades. The terrain in our backyard was a very large pear tree, and a few other trees.
Grandmother and mother about once a week would ring the neck of a chicken to prepare for the Sunday meal. My father was an early employee of course at Cummins Engine Company. The Cummins first plant was directly across the street from our home, including the only main office at the time.
The neighborhood kids were full of life from riding bikes, homemade race cars and the girls pushing buggies with their play dolls.
Down, the street was a Mom and Pop Store and around the corner was a meat butcher shop. My dad on weekends would go hunting for game for additions to our menu meals. My brother was a super active guy that seemed to love sports and basketball, but at that time I was a little too young to control the ball in the alley of Bird Welmer’s goal he and other young guys played on.
The sidewalks we seemed to have to walk on always up-rooted, because of tree roots, which presented a big problem for my tricycle and later bike.
Interesting Sleep: My brother and I slept together in a feather bed on the second floor of this house. In the summer we opened the one window too our room that cooled the rooms. That was the last of our feather bed after we moved later. I wish I still had that antifque bed and all the feathers.
It was an adventurous place with great folks and friends. Today, all the houses have been torn down and our house location is a Cummins parking lot. The road no longer extends to 5th and Union. The first Cummins building is still there that my father worked at during his tenure at the plant.
The second memory was 3021 15 Street during 1950 until I departed Columbus after 1960.
Our family moved from 5th and Union Street during the early spring of 1950. The move went to the present 3021 15th Street that is still standing today. It was a very small home; but a wonderful change for our family during those years. The neighborhood hasn’t seemed to change much in the last almost 60 years, except the roads are paved.
The doors started being locked in those days, but the windows with screens started being used. Later, my father purchased a window air conditioner for the living room. That was a new thing in the early 1950s, plus a television during 1950.
Some of the older folks that we knew are still living there, but not many because of the aging neighborhood. There were many great memories for that location including watching all the houses in the area being built in the 1950s, the roads being paved, the fun stories of the kids in the area and many friends.
The small house looks about the same, but the basketball goal in the backyard has been torn down that many CHS bulldogs played on during the summer.
The woods and the fields at the end of the street have turned into a Cummins Complex of the past. Many great and fun memories came from the 15th Street house. It is interesting that so many barefoot days and bike days have passed in our older minds, but still a fun thought of the past.
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Post by BobLane on Sept 26, 2009 19:57:30 GMT -5
I think I am goimg to comment about some of the people living in my neighborhood in the early 40's. Not everyone at once. I'll spread it over some time. Two houses west of 1015 Fifth St, was the McCalip family, and they had a passel of girls. The two oldest I remember. They were Sheila and Margaret (Margo) and the younger sisters were Leanne and Linda. Sheila was about my age, and Margo a couple of years younger. The other two were 3 or 4 years old, I think. Those were busy girls. I seem to remember some of them were always playing jacks, hopscotch or jumping rope on the sidewalk where I wanted to ride my bike. I also remember racing one or both of the older girls, them on skates and me on my bike. I think I almost lost a couple of times. They were really fast. Sometimes we played softball in their backyard. Once I was running for a base and Sheila got the ball and was running for the base too. I dived in, sliding my hand on the base just as Sheila came down on my hand. “Safe“. Good thing we all wore those soft- soled tennis shoes or I might have gotten some damage. Of course any self-respecting 10-year-old boy would never admit to getting hurt by a girl. Heavens no/ from my "Memories." Bob Lane
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