The Night The Bed Fell

This entry is part 1 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard TimesThis entry is part 1 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard Times I suppose that the high-water mark of my youth in Columbus, Ohio, was the night the bed fell on my father. It makes a better...

The Car We Had to Push

This entry is part 2 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard TimesThis entry is part 2 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard Times Many autobiographers, among them Lincoln Steffens and Gertrude Atherton, described earthquakes their families have been in. I am unable to do...

The Day the Dam Broke

This entry is part 3 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard TimesThis entry is part 3 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard Times My memories of what my family and I went through during the 1913 flood in Ohio I would gladly forget. And yet neither the hardships...

The Night the Ghost Got In

This entry is part 4 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard TimesThis entry is part 4 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard Times The ghost that got into our house on the night of November 17, 1915, raised such a hullabaloo of misunderstandings that I am sorry I...
More Alarms at Night

More Alarms at Night

This entry is part 5 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard TimesThis entry is part 5 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard Times One of the incidents that I always think of first when I cast back over my youth is what happened the night that my father...

A Sequence of Servants

This entry is part 6 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard TimesThis entry is part 6 of 9 in the series My Life and Hard Times When I look buck on the line of servants my mother hired during the years I lived at home, I remember clearly ten or twelve...

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