Mother and Lib were out in the kitchen doing the dishes. I (Iris) was looking on. For some reason Mama decided to play a trick on Lib. While Lib was out of the room Mama quickly laid down on the floor and pretended she was unconscious. Lib quickly grabbed a pan of water and threw it all over Mama. That joke sure backfired and left Mama all wet!
This is one of my favorites! It was Christmas Eve in the year 1917. Aunt Lib was only three and a half months old and Uncle Edwin was seven. My parents had recently moved into their new home on NW 3rd Street in Homestead. My father worked for Dr. Tower at his drugstore on Krome Avenue and NW 2nd Street (finally destroyed by Hurricane Andrew in 1992). It had turned [ . . . ]