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Restaurant, Mandeville, Louisiana. Old refrigerator. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) Why Don’t You Hear About Children Trapped in Refrigerators Anymore? When I was growing up, it was common to read about children who died when they crawled into a refrigerator and couldn’t get out. Owners were asked to take the doors off refrigerators before they took them to the dump to prevent this because the latches on old refrigerator doors could not be opened from the inside. But, no one could do anything about old refrigerators sitting in a garage or basement. Maybe the owners hadn’t decided if it was worth... (Read More ...)

The original version of General Electric’s circular logo and trademark. The trademark application was filed on July 24, 1899, and registered on September 18, 1900 (Photo credit: Wikipedia) Have You Ever Visited the Old Family Homestead? On a recent trip to Schenectady, New York, where my father was born, I showed my brothers an historic plaque that honored our great-grandfather, Julius Zander, our grandmother’s father. He was an immigrant from Germany. The plaque reads: On this corner site stood first Bellevue Blacksmith shop, from 1885 to 1925. Started by Julius Zander, followed by Julius... (Read More ...)

Where Did You Go? Out. Storm drain (Photo credit: Wikipedia) “Where Did You Go? Out. What Did You Do? Nothing” is an ode to a childhood in the 1920s. Author Robert Paul Smith was born the same year as my father-in-law, 1915. My father was born in 1918. His book must have been much like their childhoods. My father was surrounded by friends and cousins. His father walked to work at General Electric in Schenectady, New York and walked home for lunch. When I visited my father’s old neighborhood, I found the hill a couple blocks from his house that was closed to traffic for sledding much... (Read More ...)

General Electric Research Laboratory in Schenectady, New York, United States (Photo credit: Wikipedia) What Is It About February and Suicide? I have long believed people have some control over the exact date of their death, short of a tragic accident. It may only be a day or two, or a week or two if they have some event they are trying to live to see. So, when my father died of a hemorrhagic stroke on February 12, 1991, four days after the stroke hit him, I thought he was trying to spare my mother the grief that would have marked Valentine’s Day the rest of her life. And, perhaps he was. But,... (Read More ...)