My father was born one hundred years ago today. He told me the story once of how he hid under the front steps at his family's home at 40 Bow Street, Beverly, Massachusetts, when the fire wagon approached. There were horses galloping, the firehouse dog was barking and men hollering, which made for a frightfully noisy scene. That would have been about 1915 to 1920. It is amazing to me, the advance of technology that his generation saw. From horse and wagon to men on the moon!
Dick Steele, c. 1985
Dick with his older brother, Fred, the truck driver, circa 1920.