Friday, May 19, 2017

The Good Ol' Days

Years (many years!) ago, when I was a kid on Warder Avenue in University City, we (the whole Philpott family) were all seated around the dining room table one evening, We heard the back gate open and close, then the back door opened and closed.

Our neighbor from two doors up the street, Harry Gershenson, then about 7-8, came through the kitchen, walked through the dining room and the living room, and headed for the front door.

Dad said, 'Where are you going, Harry?"

"Oh, just taking a short cut," he said.

That was over 65 years ago, and I'm still chuckling.

I'll be in St. Louis in September, and I'm planning to call Harry. He may still own the house up the street, which he was using as his law office the last time we talked.

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