By John R. Greenwood
|East Side Rec Saratoga Springs N.Y.|
My grandfather Elmer to the left of the trophy
|Saratoga Springs City Directory 1948|
So now I possessed another lead, another road sign pointing in a new direction. I will now pull out my grandfathers documents to see if I've had a Clem connection I never knew existed. I stopped at the 190 Lake Ave. address on my way home from the library. I grabbed my camera and jumped out to snap a photo of the place. I could visualize everyone coming home from work and sitting around the kitchen table eating pot roast and buttered bread. Everyone exhausted from the labors of the day. I am told that Clem's twin sisters where deaf. The table conversation may have been a little different than what we would have experienced but I'm sure it occurred smoothly and with more loving signs than the rest of us might imagine.
Oh!, I have one more fun fact. My wife lived one street over growing up so the backyards face each other. And..., the house next door on the left of 190 Lake Ave;when my wife was a teenager she spent many days and evenings babysitting the children who lived there. It was the early 70's. We were starting to date at that time. How cool is that? Small world? You think?
I realize that these connections are not that strange in a city the size of Saratoga but its more than that. It's about the constant pull I have to keep looking for more signs. So far it has lead me to a dozen scrapbooks filled with my grandfathers memorabilia that I didn't even know existed. It has me looking at city homes that I've driven by for over fifty years in a totally different light. It has me cautious about touching a family nerve that someone may not want exposed. But for now I will keep searching for Clem's signs and seeing what they may be trying to tell me. After all, if I wasn't doing this I might have to do those home repairs I keep putting off. Mrs. G. may be a painting a sign of her own this very minute.