It was always fun to visit the Hank and Betty household, first in Berwyn, where I lived next door to them and then in Western Springs, where I lived a block away from them. I was good friends with cousin Miriam who was their youngest daughter.
Miriam was (still is) a great person to be around. We always had fun whatever we were doing. At one visit to their home in Berwyn, Mir's sisters had me wishing that the ceramic or plastic bird they had sitting on a perch was really as alive as they were trying to convince me it was.
Later, in Western Springs, Miriam and I had an underground adventure. On our way back from catechism class late in the evening, we discovered a large hole in the ground. In our dresses, which we always wore back then, we climbed into this hole and discovered that it was an underground tunnel winding around. We followed it around on our hands and knees until we came out, and didn't even get our clothes dirty. Mind you, it was pitch black outside and in the tunnel, so this was really a feat!
I learned how to cook pancakes from my overnight stays at Mir's house. We always had pancakes for breakfast, cooked by Uncle Hank or Miriam. Aunt Betty would always preach the gospel in a personal way and even had me pick out a "life verse" from her little box of rolled-up paper verses.
I thought it was neat that when Miriam had a bad cold, she could stay home from school with her box of kleenex
. She had to drink gallons of water and juice, but she got over her colds faster than I got over mine.
Anyone remember Aunt Betty's peonie bushes in Berwyn? They were awesome. But then I never got in trouble, 'cause I lived on the other side of the fence and just got to enjoy the blossoms that poked through the fence.
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