The Appliance That Wouldn’t Die

In the early 1960s my parents managed to squeak into a three-bedroom, one and a half-bath, home for a family of five. Among the possessions moved in was my mother’s Kelvinator refrigerator. It was the one item that always managed to survive a growing family. My parents purchased it from a relative who ran an… Continue reading The Appliance That Wouldn’t Die

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