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Our First Home in Ayer, Mass.

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Getting on an airplane in Houston at Hobby Airport then being nervous because of never having flown before, I so was excited to be on my way to be with Frank again finally. Of course, flying Student Standby meant that I could be held up at any point of my trip if the plane I was scheduled to fly on was full with others who had paid the total amount for a ticket. My flight would take me from Houston to Chicago then after changing planes in Chicago; I would fly on to Boston where Frank would be waiting at the airport for me. After I arrived at the airport in Chicago, and finally finding the...

Mosquitoes and Fan – 1968

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Once arriving at our apartment house, I was not really sure who was most excited, Frank, or me. After opening the screen door, we ran up the stairs to a front door to enter into our new home. We had arms full of bags of groceries and were followed closely behind by our friends who had their arms full of groceries, too. As Frank opened our door, he looked at me, smiling, saying, “Welcome home, Nancy Lou.” I went past Frank smiling, laughing, then looking into the first open doorway to our right as we all walked down a long hallway to another door which we entered then I saw a...

Smoking Laundry & Big Fins 1968

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After having survived the two weeks of not enough food, Frank and I realized that we would have to manage our money very carefully. Frank was in constant search for another apartment for us because of the high rent we were paying. Also, he wanted to get closer to town and Fort Devens, but for now, we were enjoying our apartment in the country. We were only blocks away from a small lake called Sandy Pond, which was beautiful with a beach and a floating platform that we could swim to. Swimming in the pond was free, so Frank and I went there on the weekends sometimes to enjoy the beauty of...

Apartment, Snoopy, Corncob Pipe

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Frank had been searching for a new place for us to live in town. I was still surprised when he came home one afternoon saying he had found us a new home. The new apartment was located on the third story of a brick building on Main Street in downtown Ayer, Massachusetts. The large building had offices on the second floor and a bank on the first floor. After entering the building through a big door in the middle of the building, a wide stairway led to the second-floor lobby, which we walked through to get to another wide stairway that led to the third-floor landing where there were four...

Why Not Turn Off The Water?

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Since we had moved to town, life had become less stressful for Frank and me. Our apartment rent was $25.00 cheaper, which gave us more money to spend on food. We still didn’t have a car, a phone, air-conditioning, washer, dryer, or television, but we thanked God every day for the extra food on our table and each other. When Frank got home in the evenings, we had supper, then we would take long walks on the sidewalks of downtown Ayer, looking in the windows of all the stores, or we would just sit on our fire escape balcony watching the stars come out at night. My days were full of...