Cellar Door

We had a cellar door in the old house in Winchester. Unlike the doors that fold open and are slightly angled to the ground, our door had eight panes of glass, a brass knob had a proper come-inside look to it. If you took the six cement steps down, you would find a darkroom, a cold wine cellar, laundry sinks, clotheslines, and a cranky water heater. I never entered through the that outside door however. I always was sent down through the kitchen. And we never called it 'the cellar.' We called it 'the basement.' I was terrified of the basement.