I almost forgot to mention two people who figured prominently in my life on Columbus Street - Bilbo and Louise. I can't remember their last name, but they were the oh-so-nice black couple who lived in the house behind ours (we were on a corner). I guess my parents had been trying all sorts of things to get me to talk, but with two grandmothers doting on me, I didn't need to say anything. One evening, my father had been talking to Bilbo and Louise over the back fence, and as daddy carried me in his arms toward our house, I turned, waved, and said, "Night, night, Bilbo!" Mama said they made me say that phrase for the next two hours.
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