For many years I thought it had been lost. Several moves and three kids later… I know, to lose this would be unthinkable. Each time I remembered, I was OK thoroughly embarrassed. I’d told no one. That is, until I found it! Hallelujah and Happy Day! It wasn’t lost, per se, it was only mislocated…
While mom stands at the left and grandma frosts the cake, I lick the beaters. Life, in the eyes of a child, as it should be. ******************** I must have been eight or nine, I’m guessing along about 1967 or ’68, when I first realized. Grandpa Eddie and grandma Lalla were visiting us in Gladstone,…
I’m sneaky. Even though my kids don’t approve–one son gives me the stink eye–it doesn’t stop me. Why should it? They are my everything, and I’m planning. I may find myself alone some day while they are living their lives, as they should. I will want to look at photos if I cannot see them…
finding merle 