This place is as familiar as my own front yard. Wait...this WAS my own front yard growing up in the building that now houses the Post Office. My family owned this from the late 1950s. Eventually it housed a small store before it became the PO. Grew up here with SubalooMidd and Porrima and our muggles siblings. Even with the school just up the hill, amazingly, we were often "tardy". Had to catch the last few minutes of Captain Kangaroo. Almost named this Return to Sender but am leaving Elvis to my daughter Grnmntbaker87 who was born on his birthday.
Abg enva, abe fyrrg be rira fabj...