Kathy and Me

I don’t remember the arrival of Neal and his new family in Richland. From the photographic evidence, we were certainly there at my grandparents house to greet them, as why wouldn’t we be? I simply don’t remember it. In January 1954 I was four years old, a few months from becoming five, so that’s no … Continue reading Kathy and Me

Love Conquers All?

According to my mother, my grandparents—that would be Harry and Tillie Zellers—tended to give their son Neal a hard time growing up. He was their youngest, after Allen, Arlene, Harry Jr., and Mark, having been born in 1930, and would remain their youngest child until Reed came along rather unexpectedly in 1946 when Tillie was … Continue reading Love Conquers All?