Our many visits on Smith Ave, visiting an Aunt and Uncle, grandparents, playing "Mouse Trap", "Rings" and "Crokinole"-- drinking all of Uncle Bob's Sprite and Coke products-- Nan would say every time, Bob would kill her if he only knew she was taking all the Pop away. She would sneak out , to under the stairway, and get me one on all the visits. She tried to convince me she saw a "space ship" from the back yard while hanging out clothes on the clothesline. Aunt Helen vacumed every day , sounded like a "Six million dollar" man at work up stairs- she had so much energy. The good old days on "Smith Ave." Time to write a book. Take care.