I thought of a correction. The old windows in what is now the dining room were not bricked over. Mom just always kept the drapes closed. I don't know why.
Marissa, John sent me your essay about Casa Magnolia. It's wonderful. Almost made me cry. I'm glad you have some vivid memories of our house. I love the one of the Lord's Prayer. I loved your Ammy; she was a special lady.
I hadn't thought of the old “studio” as we called it. It was dark. We called it the “studio” because it was where Grandpa Galloway had 2 grand pianos and a pipe organ. On Sundays in the summer, Grandpa would give “concerts”. He would open the windows, and people would sit in the park listening.
Do you still go to the Episcopal church? My daddy was the organist and choir director at St. Pater's Episcopal in Ladue when he died. Since it was so far away, we joined St. John's on Arsenal, on the other side of Tower Grove Park. Went there until our teens.
I thought of a correction. The old windows in what is now the dining room were not bricked over. Mom just always kept the drapes closed. I don't know why.
Marissa, John sent me your essay about Casa Magnolia. It's wonderful. Almost made me cry. I'm glad you have some vivid memories of our house. I love the one of the Lord's Prayer. I loved your Ammy; she was a special lady.
I hadn't thought of the old “studio” as we called it. It was dark. We called it the “studio” because it was where Grandpa Galloway had 2 grand pianos and a pipe organ. On Sundays in the summer, Grandpa would give “concerts”. He would open the windows, and people would sit in the park listening.
Do you still go to the Episcopal church? My daddy was the organist and choir director at St. Pater's Episcopal in Ladue when he died. Since it was so far away, we joined St. John's on Arsenal, on the other side of Tower Grove Park. Went there until our teens.
Delightful! We stayed close to Magnolia on Jefferson at a restored Brownstone, fully furnished with antiques, for a high school re union.