The West End
Stories from the West End community of Cincinnati
The West End
Vincent Harris
I forget the year, but we were staying over on Cutter Street. You know, that was over by the bakery. And I used to go outside. My mother used to dress me up all the time. I’d go outside, play, I would come back dirty though when I come in, I'd be looking good going out. And my sister, she was the one [who] always carried me with her.
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