Prose Last month I shared the poetic version of the story of my father's accident when I was in kindergarten. This month I want to share the prose version. It's a chapter from the memoir I'm working on--oh, so slowly! The chapter titled "Evon" is named for the road we lived on then. Memoir My daughters have encouraged me to write 21: Growing Up . It will chronicle the twenty-one different addresses at which I lived through age twenty-one. In 1958, my family moved to 1600 Evon