and post notes and photos about your poem like Andrea Dietrich.
These are images I found on Google that show some of my childhood memories. Can't believe that little old house that ten of us lived crammed into is foreclosed on right now!
My family lived across from the cemetery, which was four blocks long and also two to three blocks deep. Weed Park had a zoo in those days, duck pond to skate on in winter, and the pool I loved so much in the summer. The city was most famous for the Bridge, which was exploded the year I graduated high school and a new one was put up!