Kit Bag

Kit Bag

Kit Bag It’s back down on the farm again awakening to the sounds of a new day. The crow of a rooster, actually many roosters of varying varieties, from down near the hen-house  were relentless. One awakening was somewhat more alarming than usual… the screeching and snarling of cats, many of them. Followed shortly thereafter …

The Grands

The Grands

The Grands: My paternal grandparents on the Hart side, were immigrants for the most part,  and weren’t really Harts to begin. They were from Poland and had settled in the Johnstown, Pa. vicinity in the late 19th century. Their family name was Bukowski. They moved from there to Detroit seeking work, but I do not …

The Find

The Find

The Find: Years ago while occasionally looking through our family photo albums, I never took note there were no photos of me as an infant? The earliest dated pictures I have are dated January of 1942, sitting in a bathtub, which would make me 13 months old at the time. Another series of photos dated …