In the same roll of film and afternoon that my father took out of focus pictures of one month old me, my father photographed my mother hanging clothes on the line. Exactly why she choose to have my father photograph her doing laundry, I can not explain. I know she loved the smell of clothing hung on the line, and I know the house came with an electric dryer. I further know that this Levittown, Pennsylvania house did not come with a clothes line. My father put it in for her. There also appears to be a 1951 Plymouth parked in the next door neighbor’s carport.
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