Tunnels of My Childhood, Chapter 3 By, Felice Scrittore Photo by Twisted Root Studios My cousins and I were playing in the basement but because there was not much to do, we quickly became bored. I went to the doorway that led into the cellar storing all of the canned harvest from the summer past.…

Tunnels of My Childhood, Chapter 2 By, Felice Scrittore Photo by Twisted Root Studios It was on this hot day that my greatest adventure began. You see this community also was once famous for bootlegging during the prohibition of the 1920′s. In this area there are many tunnels that run under the sublevel of the…

Tunnels of My Childhood, Chapter 1 By, Felice Scrittore Photo by Twisted Root Studios It was a hot summer day in 1967. The kind of sultry heat that curls the leaves of the towering ancient oak tree in the backyard of my grandmother’s house. The wind was strong but not strong enough to give relief…