Almost Heaven?

My parents were born and raised in West Virginia, so we often visited there when I was growing up. My dad’s parents lived on Twenty-Sixth Street in Huntington and his brother, my Uncle Leonard, lived with his family on the same street, just up the road a bit. Though I loved seeing my grandparents, my favorite place to stay during our visits was at Uncle Leonard’s house where I could spend time with my cousins Frances, Johnny, and David. Frances and my sister Debbie were a bit older, so they tended to hang out in Frances’ room for girl talk. Pretty boring. I, on the other hand, felt right at home with the boys. My memories are varied, but vivid. Having boy-cousins to pal around with was akin to having brothers, something I never experienced. Other than...