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The little house (again)
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The little house in which I was privileged to be raised, the same one I wrote of recently, needed its annual deep cleaning. This involves polishing furniture, mopping floors, scrubbing the outside doors, cleaning out the window sills and wiping down Mama's cracked, ceramic canister set. As I told you in a previous column, I bought this house when Mama died and freshened it up with a new kitchen and floors.