In the summer, I always looked forward to our 1-week trip to my grandparent's home in Chatham, on Cape Cod, in Massachusetts. It was a tradition all through the '70s, up until around 1982. The house was built by my great grandfather Rex, the one who owned the restaurant in Harwich. My grandparents had bought the house from Rex, but Rex still lived there until his passing. Every morning Rex would make us scrambled eggs and bacon. He wouldn't talk to any of us, he just made breakfast. After it was made, it was served, and then he'd go into his bedroom and ignore everybody for the rest of the day (although I have to say that even though he had a rotten attitude, he made an excellent breakfast).
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Misc. Remembrances:
In the summer, I always looked forward to our 1-week trip to my grandparent's home in Chatham, on Cape Cod, in Massachusetts. It was a tradition all through the '70s, up until around 1982. The house was built by my great grandfather Rex, the one who owned the restaurant in Harwich. My grandparents had bought the house from Rex, but Rex still lived there until his passing. Every morning Rex would make us scrambled eggs and bacon. He wouldn't talk to any of us, he just made breakfast. After it was made, it was served, and then he'd go into his bedroom and ignore everybody for the rest of the day (although I have to say that even though he had a rotten attitude, he made an excellent breakfast).
