Rosie and Milt, The Literary Lady and the Second-Story Man

My uncle Milton wasn’t exactly a hardened criminal,  but the truth is he was once caught breaking and entering. Most of the time Milt was a mild-mannered,  slightly absent-minded professor of chemistry at Smith College and lived with my aunt Roseanne in Northampton,  Massachusetts in a wonderful Revolutionary-era house at the end of Popular Hill Road. Once  there had been a sign on their road that read DEAD END,  but my aunt Rosie was a published author and the chair of the Northampton...

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