#basement

My main regret from those days what that I did not have the courage to open that door. The blue monster kept its secrets from me forever. But if I had, I would probably have been a bit let down. Instead of a huge blossoming fireball that I would have to leap out of the…

Daylight hours in the basement weren't as bad, although the black hole was an area I still knew to tread carefully. Sometimes curiosity (or boredom) got the better of me and I'd venture in there. What little light came thru the two small basement windows provided enough illumination to disperse a...

When I was very young, back before my mom married my step dad, I spent a lot of time at my grandparents house. My mom worked and my grandparents babysat me in the summer and before and after school. They had a nice 1950's era ranch style house, with a front porch and a detached…