The Day I Almost Burned Down the House

It was 65 years ago and I haven’t gotten over it.

Photo by Ty Bradford on Unsplash

It was a quiet Sunday afternoon in the 1950s. I was 9 years old. My parents wanted to go across town to visit my aunt and uncle. That meant that I and my two-year-old sister would have to go with them, because in 1957, as far as I knew, it was unheard of for a nine-year-old to be left home alone.

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Joan Gershman

Joan Gershman

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2 X TOP WRITER; Retired Educator; Speech/Language Therapist; English Teacher; thealzheimerspouse.com; talktimewithjoan.com; Medium.com writer; Vocal Writer