|
 Maggie
was my father,
Art Heiden's cousin and they were close
throughout their lives. Butch and Maggie were fun people and, as
a teenager, I would sometimes drop my parents off at their place
so they could have an evening of cards and laughter...and a few
beers. I would go on a date or meet some friends for a while
before going back to pick up my parents around 11:00 or 11:30.
The house was on a dark, lonely, unpaved road typical of the
rural area in those days.

For those of you younger than 60, that thing sticking out of
the roof of the house is the base of the television antenna.
We used to have to employ those things so that we could view
ABC, NBC, CBS and, maybe, a PBS station on our TVs. That was
all there was before cable. Imagine! |