From Top to Bottom
Feb 01, 2022
4 minutes
By Anne Pennese DiDente
It was the first of May, 1933, and my mother told me it was time to buy wallpaper cleaner. At 12 years old, I knew instantly that meant it was spring cleaning time for our Ohio home.
The cleaner came in a can and looked like play dough. You picked up a handful of it and gently rubbed it over the wallpaper, and it erased all the dark film deposited by the coal furnace. After the wallpaper was cleaned, it looked like new again.
We had wallpaper in every room of our two-bedroom house, and cleaning most of
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