The residence at 6852 Dodge Street possesses a rare regal, yet girl next-door quality that captured my curious eye long ago. She is Omaha’s petite Monticello, as in Thomas Jefferson. Always a tad shabby, a smidge unfinished, which I found to be
The residence at 6852 Dodge Street possesses a rare regal, yet girl next-door quality that captured my curious eye long ago. She is Omaha’s petite Monticello, as in Thomas Jefferson. Always a tad shabby, a smidge unfinished, which I found to be
Deeper and deeper into late summer, the nights on our porch are filled with quiet discussion, the smoke of Mr. Cassette’s new cigar passion, tinkling of ice cubes and the large numbers of cicadas circled together in their droning chorus. This is