by Gerry Furgason | Jan 20, 2024 | EARLY YEARS
I can still stand in the backyard of our McKay Street home and see a horse pulling a plow to till the ground for our father’s spring garden. I do not know what made the metal clanging sound as the hired worker walked behind that horse on an early morning....
by Gerry Furgason | Dec 17, 2023 | EARLY YEARS
One summer our Uncle George had his office located in our McKay Street basement. While he took orders from local grocery stores for his Emgee Meat Distributorship, he also acted as a babysitter for the three Kernen sisters. We invented quiet games in the basement so...
by Gerry Furgason | Nov 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 gas cook stove. After the water was poured into the white bathtub in the small bathroom next to the kitchen, cold...
by Gerry Furgason | Nov 18, 2023 | EARLY YEARS
The summer after I completed the first grade I spent several weeks at my grandfather Link’s home. Our family went “over home” for Sunday dinners on a regular basis Relatives who joined us around the green table in the kitchen were a happy group and the...
by Gerry Furgason | Nov 16, 2023 | EARLY YEARS
During the Louisville, Kentucky Christmas season, Stewarts Department Store was open until 9:00 p.m. on Monday evenings so while attending Presentation Academy, I worked there and would take the late bus home from town out to our home in the Camp Taylor neighborhood....
by Gerry Furgason | Nov 15, 2023 | EARLY YEARS
I stood there looking at the photograph my student held in his hand. He explained that he was one of the soldiers who helped liberate one of the Nazi concentration camps during World War II. It was his horrible reminder of the cruelty suffered by so many men,...
