When we lived in Sunnybrook I was in the 2nd half of first grade, Mrs. Clendenning's room then Mrs. Eubanks in 2nd grade. Daddy would come home from the mill especially in the summer time and we would sit on the front porch, just like the others him in a rocker, me in his lap...the B'ham news in his hands and he read them all to me...Remember Major Hoople? Jiggs and Maggie, Henry and all the ones already moved. Gasoline Alley seemed a might hard for my 6 year old brain to figure out...there were some might stange visuals there. After supper we'd go back out on the porch and listen to my favorite bass singer, Billy Todd, across the street sing songs of the Sons of the Pioneers like Cool Water and so much more. Who needed television?