Sunday, April 25, 2010

Sunday Memories: Part Six: A View From A Kitchen

A View From A Kitchen is a series on what meets our eye when we look up from our dirty dishes or half-full coffee cup.

Riverside Drive

I have been visiting this home for 38 years. I didn't realize that until I pulled out the calculator.

It was just a home I was often invited into and one time when I was 17 or 18 I lived here caring for the youngest daughter, one of my closest friends then, while she was sick and her parents had to go away. I did the shopping and the cleaning and, although I can't remember this, I must have done the cooking because I remember doing the dishes by this view as intimately as I remember doing the dishes by the view at Florence's.


cityofstrangers said...

CO - nice memories. melancholy.


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