The Big Brick HouseA Story by Shelley WarnerA story about loss, a story about love.“John, could we look for the streets of 37th
and Grant?” I asked as we drove around downtown Vancouver, Washington after an
outing to Vancouver Lake. “I lived in a big brick house on that corner when I
was a teenager.” “Sure,” he answered and pulled over to enter GPS
directions into his phone. The directions would have taken us to the 4700
block, which would have been too far, but we followed them partway. Soon, we
were driving up Kauffman Ave. with the cross streets reading 33rd, 34th,
and bigger. “Let’s turn right on 37th and see where it takes us,”
John suggested. Zach, my fourteen year old grandson in the back seat, agreed
and so did I. |