House I Grew Up In

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    Berwyn, Illinois. Window frames were wood, building brick. Notorious for paint peeling off, every few years my Dad would get out the blow-torch, and melt/burn off the old paint. He taught me about the dangers of this beast, which burned "white gas", which today is called "Coleman Fuel". One day I was doing a window, up on a ladder, and my Uncle Frank stopped over. He saw me, and quickly called my Mother outside; my Dad was at work. He roared, "That little shit is going to catch your house on fire!" She said, "No, he won't", and they went inside.

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    On the side it was inscribed "Turner Brass Works, Sycamore, Illinois". My Uncle Frank only had 2 kids, both girls........he secretly wished for a boy, but always told my Dad he'd kill me if I was his kid. The two argued a lot....my Mother quietly spoke of her brother as "Frank the Crank".
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