I began my life living in an
old house, with a tunnel attached to the
second floor as a fire escape, that was called
the town’s name plus ‘Memorial Hospital’,
two years after the war; … (the boomer war!)
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SHE (my mother) had another one like me, in that old house,
before they built a new hospital that later, converted itself into the
school board administrative building where
we rode the elevator to the
second floor and back as many
times as we could.
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It was great fun … thrilling, even though
it took practically five minutes to get
there and back.
We were in the rocket ship of our dreams.
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