EDSEL DEALERSHIP

Here is another flashback of my youth on Eardley Place where I lived when I had polio. My Brazilian Aunt Deanna, is standing with my sister-Diana (tallest) next to me by my Uncle Doc’s ol car. It was a Taker. We were all dressed up in Sunday Holiday dresses sewed in pastels with Satin,, my aunt and my mom had made for us. The Edsel Dealership stood at an angle near our Duplex in Salt Lake City and a huge sign, “Dead end Street” hung on a wooden fence at the back of the street to promote safety and avoid cars from passing through. This is our picture, Muito amor, muito paz.

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