...As I cleaned up the garden area by my kitchen door, I rediscovered the colorful chunks of glass that were part of the decoration in my garden. Fist-sized glass pieces had been layed around the base of a larger rock to add both color and texture to the garden design. My Grandma Jesse had always had bright glass chunks scattered around in her gardens. When she died I asked for the glass pieces from her gardens. No one else in my immediate family showed an interest in the colored glass, so it was easy for the glass to come to me. If only the others had know the story as to how Grandma got the glass, they might not have handed the color chunks over as readily. Jesse and her siblings were originally from Byesville, Ohio. In nearby Cambridge, there had been a glass works factory. At one time or another various people in my family came to work at the glass works. When I was a little kid G...
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