by Deb Farris | Apr 24, 2013 | Uncategorized
Dad knows my favorite way of getting around town is on my bike. He bought me a neon green light reflector jacket and always asks if I have my helmet. I morn the day it goes into the basement for winter. With two saddlebags, lights and a bell, I go anywhere. High...
by Deb Farris | Mar 31, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
Dad and I spent the day at St. Joseph’s Hospital last week while he had the battery in his pacemaker changed. He felt good enough while the anesthetic was wearing off to talk about growing up with the Rag Man and Knife Sharpener — along with a few other...
by Deb Farris | Mar 30, 2013 | Uncategorized
The coal man was a lot similar to the ice man — you’d have to order your coal, they’d carry it in on their shoulder. Every house had a coal bin under a window in the basement. The coal man would go to the window and there’ would be walls...
by Deb Farris | Mar 30, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
I want to tell you about the coal men and the ice men. They’re really two stories so I’ll start with the ice men. When I was a little kid, there weren’t any refrigerators – we had ice boxes. They were kept in the hall so the icemen...
by Deb Farris | Mar 30, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
The first in the series of stories about Dad’s childhood started on my husband’s birthday this past March. The three of us had gone to a new restaurant in Riverwest called the Filling Station. It’s on Pierce and Keefe, just down the block from...
