Funny how that remains in my mind after all these years – that home has been in our family since around 1944!

I grew up there and my mother was almost 98 years old when she passed away.

My mother Mary – everyone knew her – everyone honked their horn to her as she sat on the front porch.

Many – many people would stop just to sit down and talk to her,

That old front porch with the family I grew up with – sister Donna and her husband Bill – my mother and my brother Roger to the right.

When he left to go to college – I moved into his front bedroom when I was eight years old.

There were railroad tracks behind the house and the trains at night with their clack-clack sound would make me sleepy.

Out front was the main street and I could hear the traffic at night.

And to this day I still know the phone number and the post office box number.

Somewhere in the deep recess of my mind is the combination of that P.O. Box!

I left that house in 1967 and in 1982 married Sherry – now here we are 41 years later.

My memories of NWPA and WNY where we spent the first 50 years of our lives – remains in my memories to this day – just like that house and phone number!

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PAPA’S WORLD – THAT OLD HOUSE AND PHONE NUMBER!