by Gerry Furgason | Aug 23, 2023 | FAMILY
There is nothing like the Holiday of July 4, 2002, to make me recall past years. And because D.J. had not remembered the incident of Duyn having to have stitches after being injured on the head by a TV, I feel I should record the highlights of that episode. ...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 23, 2023 | FAMILY
Ladders have been respected in our family history for many years. There is the story of Uncle George seeing Aunt Louise up on a ladder painting her Preston Street home. Being a kind-hearted relative, he called her to come down and finished the job himself. ...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 22, 2023 | FAMILY
Uncle Jake had joined the Navy and the family was riding in the car taking him downtown to the train station on Broadway. I recall watching Uncle Jake’s dog, Tops run alongside the car. After a while, he stopped running and went back to the house on...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 22, 2023 | FAMILY
We had recently purchased new furniture for the living room on McKay Street. The couch and chair were an ivy green raised pattern with wide arms and comfortable cushions. My father always sat opposite the couch in his chair but for some reason on this...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 22, 2023 | FAMILY
In early 1962 Nana K. moved to Clark’s Lane. She and Molter J. Kernen had often talked about the 843 house having seen it so many times in passing. They had planned someday to retire and live in that house. Now she moved there because the house was...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 22, 2023 | FAMILY
Some stories are meant to be remembered. It was an animated Christmas with windup toys that sang, buzzed, and rolled. Tristan was two years old, and D.J. read him the story of “The Velveteen Rabbit”.After it was finished, Tristan looked up at...
