The Driving School

The Driving School

The Driving School There was a driving school at my Uncle LuLa’s house but he knew nothing of it. We hadn’t owned a car while living in Detroit and one really wasn’t a necessity. Turns out we got along well with just having a wagon and (for winter) a sled. Pretty much everything we needed …

My Uncle LuLa

My Uncle LuLa

My Uncle LuLa “He’s a Travelin Man” Shortly after my 10th Birthday, and my Grandma Hart’s funeral, I swapped houses and roommates. Moving from 32nd Street in Detroit into my new home on Stanford, in Dearborn Township, I acquired a new roommate. My old one, my Mother’s older sister Inez, was exchanged for my Dad’s …