Memories written by Mom recalling her childhood

I quote what she wrote verbatim,
My father and his friends played billiards
Walking on top of freight cars.
Cook feeding tramps.
Santa Claus "Oh that's grandpa"
Bess and me throwing snowballs or rocks at passing cars-policeman comes-mother says "Oh my children wouldn't do that" me "We only throw them at old cars"
Riding garbage man's horse.
Dining room in curved end of house-Thanksgiving dinner with many people (probably all relatives). Maid marched in from kitchen with a huge turkey on a platter. As she walked around the curved end of the room, planning to set the turkey down in front of my farther to carve, she slipped on the scatter rug and turkey rolled off platter and landed on the floor!
Memories/description of house
Huge kitchen and big pantry-narrow, twisting back stairs from upper maid 3rd floor rooms came into kitchen then doorway. Back door from kitchen opened into backyard-grassy + driveway w forsythia bushes we used to play in and hide from parents or nurse or each other.
Furnace steam heat-noisy
Cellar was a dirt floor-ceiling low. Coal bin outside entrance. Only crawl space under west end of house.
Bay window with cushion seat, in living room. Radiator underneath. We children used to sit there to play or watch the cars go by.
Rainy days hide and seek in huge attic.
Double heavy drapes between entrance hall and living room. Us kids use to hide in the drapes.
Spinach under rug.
Driving w family car thru Delaware Water Gap-long hilly approach. Cars pulled over on the shoulder to let their motors cool down. Ours got overheated too and we stopped too. (Date c. 1925) In that time cars were a popular novelty but no one had figured out how to keep motors cool-so they overheated.
Describe mother: Always a cigarette in her hand-lighted. As a toddler I learned to watch out for that lighted butte after getting burned a couple of times.
Homeless man in woods behind Summit house cooking something in a pot