Category: Pete

• the wanderer

  August 10, 2014

  O’Folks, Pete, story time

  My family lived in Green Bay until about 1967 in a little two-bedroom rental at 819 South Roosevelt Street. (Happily, the house is still there.) How I still recall that useless piece of trivia is one of those mysteries of memory that no one will ever explain to me so that it makes sense. Although Read.

• toboggan

  August 8, 2014

  Mom, O’Folks, Pete, random idiocy, story time

  For a couple years, my family lived in Marquette, in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. It snows there fourteen months out of the year, so everybody knew how to catch fish by cutting a hole in the ice, and every family owned at least one toboggan. I just love that word. I could say it Read.