Happy Birthday Anne.

Posted on Aug 11th, 2012 - By Ken Robbins - 0 Comments

I was raised by a single mother in her 40s. We lived in a sixty-year-old rock bungalow in rural North Fulton in the 60's and 70's. We heated it with four fireplaces; it had seven barns with chickens, a three acre garden and well water. She ran an antique/junk store and waitressed in the evenings. Occasionally she'd get involved in landscaping auctions, where there was always a rusty plow or pallet she was buying to sell to Atlantans driving up to furnish their lake cabins. The dark times…

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