If only I had known
Gold Coast – January 2019 Recently my two older cousins and I were reminiscing about our paternal grandfather and the Sundays we spent at our grandparent’s house during the 1950s. We laughed about running through the house, remembering how we had to jump over the sills that lead onto the side veranda, making sudden noises and laughing and yelling as we went. These were activities that we cousins had been given strict instructions not to do. None of the adults … Continue reading