Sunday, February 28

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February 28, Sunday - Raining today: So tired. Mom is feeling better. Marv ordered more gravel for the driveway, ordered new tires. Have a full schedule for tomorrow.

Our lives in a nutshell. New tires and gravel for the driveway.

Our house sat on what was once the space for six houses at the corner of 11th Street and Spruce in Kansas City. I don't know what happened to the other five houses, but we had a lot of yard to deal with. 

Our landlady, Mary Cirese, approved the addition of a gravel driveway from the 11th Street side, and it climbed a slight incline until it was even with the house. It then came around the back of the house, up to the back porch, a rough structure that today would be referred to as a deck.

It took several dump-truck-loads of crushed 1/2" aggregate to cover the driveway, and a lot of muscle work to even it out. Dad always threw in a truckload of fine-crushed gravel, colloquially know as "chat", to fill in the rougher gravel areas and make a smoother surface to walk on. More shovel work.

This is the actual house. The driveway is long gone, as is most of the yard.

Not sure, but it sounds like new snow tires late in the season. Bad weather on the way.