“One February morning, in sub-zero weather …”
At the end of the last instalment I posted of Augusta’s memoir, she and her family were starting to feel the effects of the Great Depression. Her husband John had taken back his old job at a reduced salary rather than relocate to New York City when his company’s local premises closed.
As you might guess, we’re nearing the end of the story now. There are only one or two posts to come. Read more
