We would spend summers in Door County at the Canal house. It was an old farm house belonging to my Grandfather.
It had all our old furniture. We loved it.
When I was 9, I got to sleep on the TOP bunk. I was thrilled.
The next day I was on the bottom bunk, looking up at the mattress ticking between the wire supports. I was shocked to see a baseball bat there.
Horrified, I realized I was NOT a princess.
