The Early Years
As I would guess all earliest memories are, mine are hazy. They all revolve around the just shy of three years that we spent living in a 'B house' duplex in Richland, WA. It was my parent's first home out of college. My father had landed a job at Battelle Northwest straight out of college that landed us in the Tri-Cities area of Eastern Washington. My poor mother who was raised in Southwest Washington thought she was going home to rain, evergreens and cool temperatures. I am sure the vast desert landscape we arrived at must have been terribly disappointing. Since I was 3 when I left this place the memories are snippets, not fully formulated thoughts, as such, I can only record them as such. I remember the basic layout of the home, one story, two bedrooms in back, a front living room that ran into a dining area and small kitchen. Down two extremely steep steps for little legs, was the backdoor to the backyard which seems enormous, no way of knowing exactly how bit it was but