First Birthday
Grandpa and Grandma Anderson (who, after we moved to Ogden, would be our neighbors at 3905 Fowler Avenue) gave me a shiny silver dollar for my first birthday. I was dazzled.
Couldn’t quite reach my beautiful cake. Good thing, I suppose. Mammy was clever to stick it in the middle of my Tenda, where one would normally expect to find me.

Note the corner of the Price fireplace , which proves we hadn’t yet moved to Ogden by mid-February, 1942.

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