I finally found where I had squirreled away the glass door knobs that I took from Mansfield Street before closing the door behind me for the last time in 2006. This was an important place to me: My Nana lived there until she died and Aunt Mary lived on the second floor, my mother and uncle grew up there and many a Sunday was spent there spending time with family. Also, Ted and I lived there for a few years: our wedding was planned and our BBQ team was started there. These glass door knobs are my last physical connection to that house. To that HOME. Thanks for all the great memories, Mansfield Street.
