1. The Fiske Family
2. The Bennetts
3. The Dicksons
4. The Abbey
5. Landmarks and Personalities
6. The Great Road
7. The South Side
8. Merriams and Fields
9. Sold to Riley
10. Early Automobiles
11. The Dump
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Several things worked in our favor — Jennie, the principal nurse was good-natured; although she interfered once in a while, there was never any venom in her approach. The other nurse took care of the younger children and was far enough away not to hear us, and even if she did, she was not responsible for the actions of Mary, Teddy and myself unless they directly affected her per-  sonal comfort and safety; as for my mother, she was heavy-   footed and could be heard approaching from a long way off.   When someone announced, "Here comes Mama," it was a signal  to get into bed pronto and pretend to be asleep. If she suspected foul play and began making accusations, the technique was to       sit up with a sudden jerk, as if awakened from deep slumber.    This was usually effective.
   We always celebrated the fourth of July with firecrackers by   day and fireworks by night. First the flag had to be raised on       the tall flagpole which was topped with a golden ball, actually         a toilet ball that Eddie Green had decorated with gilt paint, but     you would never know it without being told. Once the flag was    up the air was filled with a volley of torpedos and firecrackers,    the supply of which was usually exhausted by mid-morning. We were never allowed cap pistols. For some reason my father con-sidered them too dangerous. In the evening as soon as darkness had set in, the firework display began. It was held at the Love  Lane end of our driveway and was attended by our farm families and also by the Noltes who lived across the street and who must have been a little concerned with the rockets landing in their hayfield. Teddy and I were allowed to light the fireworks, on       the understanding that we would run from them once the fuse  began to sizzle. Even Roman candles must be respected, and we