And so, back to Minneapolis

[sartorias]

Yesterday afternoon my 98-year-old great-aunt stood in the old farmhouse where she'd been a child, her careful feet on the break between the newer part of the house and the old. Gazing down at the scrubbed floorboards covered with a modern rug, she said, "My father lay right there in his casket. I was five years old, and I had no idea what was

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[superball81]

Fascinating!

[sartorias]

Thanks!

[mevennen]

That's wonderful!

[sartorias]

Thanks!

[osprey_archer]

How fascinating! The autobiography must be a real treasure.

[sartorias]

It's fascinating.

[breathingbooks]

That autobio ounds so interesting!

[sartorias]

It is!

[folklorelei]

My mother told of those family baths. Only in her family, dad-who was something of a prince in the household-got in first, then everyone else. Mom was obsessed with cleanliness almost until the day she died.

She also wrote her autobiography. I haven't had the heart to look at it again, but you make me realize that it might be time. It's mostly typed so I have no excuse. Her side of the family would love it.

[sartorias]

Yeah, they were talking about families where Dad got to go first, and the youngest kid got the dirty water.

They also slept two to a bed.