Julie sent these pictures to me, so I’m assuming they are from Aunt Cleo’s 80th Birthday Party, but someone else will have to fill in the details.
I can remember a time during confirmation school around the sixth or seventh grade we would have to walk all the way to school and do our chores before school. If I were running late due to being behind on my chores, I would run to … Continue reading
When I was small, I spent many hours sitting on Daddy’s lap combing his hair. He had lots of patience and endured a lot. He taught us to play blind pitch, and then regular pitch. He played the harmonica and … Continue reading
We walked two miles to school at Oak Grove. When I was in fourth grade, the bus started picking us up. We had to walk 1/2 mile up the road to the mail box. When we walked to Oak Grove, … Continue reading
Bea taught me to tell time when I was small. I remember her setting with me for hours trying to get it through my head. She was patient! On the big rocks on the road to Route H, she was … Continue reading