The wonderful sounds of a winter evening in our Sears and Roebuck bungalow , on Hollis Street, Framingham, Mass. The family gathered in our small living room, around the radio, as Dad read the paper, and Mom knitted socks for the soldiers under the small lamp that stood between their chairs. Lights were probably out in the other rooms which we were not using. The lighting was not great at night. I would get in bed and when it got quiet take out my flashlight and read under the covers...Yes, I think I got caught, more than once.
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