SPEAKING OF ATTICS!

       Many a night, while lying in bed, I would hear all kinds of things going on in the "attic" above me. I wasn't terrified of it, but, when hearing a strange noise coming from up there at night could raise a hair or two on the back of your neck. 

         Our attic was huge. Actually the size of the entire house. Not much was actually kept up there. We cleaned it twice a year and my mother was always good at keeping "stuff" up there to a minimum. 

           It had an area in one corner that was round, coned shaped due to the cupola on the southeast front of the house. The area was always dark and a little mysterious. There were windows to the east, west, and south. Because our house sat on a plateau, was large,  and a two story, you could see a very long distance in all directions. 

       Lastly, there was a small attic on top of the main attic. Never remember going up there or why the house was designed that way, but, just always thought that it was cool.