A footnote to my last post:

The girl who I played house with lived next door to the firetrap……..her name was Lisa. She was 8 and I was 7 when we played house. She was Italian. I would eat at her house…………….great food……….Italian food. The taste and the aroma will be embedded in my brain…………..forever.

The clubhouse that we played house in, also burned….older kids smoking….NO ONE died.

Could be another 2and2