Asa and Sherm, aged brothers, lived on a rambling potato farm back off the main roads of Aroostook County, far in the north of Maine. They had neither electricity nor plumbing, but one large black cast iron skillet that they used daily and a porcelain sink to wash it in. When needed. An enameled cup on the pump outside. Cows, barn, hay, garden, a traditional array of relatives with families of their own, good hearts, and watchful eyes. Any smell of hay reminds me of playing in the barn with my brother, lo these 40 years later. When the house burned down only one brother still lived there. He spent the rest of his life looking for his favorite pliers, that picture of his mother, and sundry items that were stable pillars in his life before the fire.
My first car really was a 1931 Model A Ford truck that my father gave me (I suspect because it only went 45). I made friends with a lot of older folks during that time! To buy this stark print and other fine photos, see this lovely shop: http://www.etsy.com/shop/dsigns