US Constitution and Maps

I’ll never forget the things I learned when I was a Boy Scout. One of the skill sets I was most interested in happened to be mapping, maps and anything that had to do with finding your way. Without a map, it’s easy to get lost. I’ve discovered that up in New Hampshire on my own land! I have a fancy GPS unit now, but even those are reliant on batteries and satellites. Sometimes there’s no substitute for a traditional magnetic compass and a reliable printed topographic map. Once lost, it can be hard to get back home to safety. I always carry a compass and a paper map even when I have my GPS unit.

Riddle View Lane Summer Sleepovers

I grew up on Riddle View Lane in Cincinnati, Ohio in the 1960’s. My guess is that it wasn’t much different than any other street in the city. All the houses in my neighborhood were shaped just like the little green houses in a Monopoly game. My mom and dad’s house was so small, measuring just 22 by 22 feet, it could fit inside the garage at my last home.

Aunt Margaret

“Let’s go visit Aunt Margaret,” my Dad said. If I’d had a mirror in front of me, there’s no doubt my eyes and grin were wider than an airplane-hanger door. Margaret was my Dad’s older sister, and she lived with my Uncle Louie in a majestic old home in North Avondale, an original suburb of Cincinnati, Ohio. Aunt Margaret was a fun aunt. Trips to her house were guaranteed good times.