Cousins
Little Lee (Snookie), Buddy, and Don at Grandpa's smokehouse around 1948. That black cherry tree had fruit that, in my memory at least, were as big as a fist and so sweet. The best ones were always out of reach, though.
The chimney was for Grandma's wood-fired kitchen range. She would have been up at 4 o'clock on this morning and making biscuits.
