I think it was a Friday, about 2:30 PM, I was sitting in the school Library, just looking out the window. There were several other people around the table, some were studying, some reading. Their faces at the moment that the Principal's voice came over the loudspeaker and announced that the President had been shot during a motorcade in Dallas, Texas; will forever be etched in my mind.
11/22/63
Baked beans, a new cookbook, and Teddy Roosevelt, on a chill and rainy August day
There are few meals as homey as baked beans, a little bacon, if you like, bread fresh from the oven and a tall mug of coffee. The perfect...
