Some With Halos Some With Horns

It’s a hellova a thing to look back and say the happiest time do your life was a time after your Mother’s death and during a depression that had a country and my hometown in a death grip. However, nothing can change the memories of an idyllic time that out in my mind as pure joy and Happiness. Nobody had anything, but you didn’t need anything either. My father saw to it the we had a roof over our heads, clothes on our backs and food at the table. It was a calm before the storm. September 1938 starts the tale and August 1946 interrupts it., and the turning of the century ends it.