by Gerry Furgason | Aug 20, 2023 | EARLY YEARS
Before the advent of the modern hot water heater, preparing for a bath began with boiling a teakettle full of water on our McKay Street cook stove. After the water was poured into the white bathtub in the small bathroom next to the kitchen, cold...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 20, 2023 | FAMILY
Because I was a small featured child, Kentucky winters seemed to me as brutal as those I heard about listening to radio broadcasts of Sergeant Preston and his dog, King. They inhabited the world of the Northwest Royal Canadian Mounties and I was a faithful...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 20, 2023 | FAMILY
A large van can be used for more purposes than hauling canvases and setups to art shows. When my Mother made that decision, she directed me to “Bring me a big bag of dirt.” The front and back yards of 843 Clarks Lane were her Louisville, Kentucky’s...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 19, 2023 | EARLY YEARS
Transportation in my early childhood years meant that you rode in a family car or truck, rode in a cab or on a bicycle, or rode in a Streetcar. Streetcar rides were few and I have only retained memories of two occasions from those days. One was of an...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 19, 2023 | 1961
In the summer of 1961, Nana K. took Aunt Annie to see her sister, Aunt Gertie in Florida. While she was gone, D.J. And I stayed with my father on McKay Street. Two events are remembered from those summer days. One was a fishing trip out Taylorsville...
