… wee UD lived for the first few years of her life. On this hilly street her brother when four or so crawled into a neighbor’s car, released the emergency brake, and drifted.

Our neighbors kept chickens. UD recalls watching one of them get its head chopped off.

I remember all four kids, home from school with the mumps, jumping together on our parents’ bed.

Fancy events were always at Haussner’s (enjoy the reporter’s hat).


This is all by way of beginning a series of posts on revisiting Baltimore — poor Baltimore, still shaking from the riots.

I’m about to pull myself together and get on a train. I’ll attend a wedding there today; and if things look calm, I’ll take a hotel for the night. I’ll blog with thoughts, scenes, memories.

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