Small Town America, Framingham, a memoir. Travel with me as a 'little detective' trying to make sense of a life few now know. There was a time when some people were afraid to drive a car! When no one wanted a dryer, clothes smelled so good drying out on the line. We had a rag man, milk and bread were delivered, along with coal and ice. The war changed all our lives, before, during and after! Learn so much more, through my eyes way long ago!
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Small Town Framingham, Howard at Rosenfeld as a youngster
If you look closely you will see a little boy running the bulldozer in the background. That was Howard, my husband circa: 1950. He just received the picture from someone, and we appreciate it.
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