The sacred roster of good dancers from high school, the horsey adventures with best-friend Sue, the thrill of getting her own first apartment and a sports-car -- I inherited these adventures from my mother. Like the bone-structure and the need for glasses. As well as this wordy impulse to turn incidents into epic.
12/12/2014 01:02:27 am
Great pic- and story!
12/13/2014 12:37:23 am
Thank you Lois!
12/12/2014 10:33:00 am
Tell us about the sports car.
12/13/2014 12:48:43 am
12/16/2014 03:07:57 am
An MGA, then. I had several of those is various states of disrepair. Yep, no exterior door handles to clutter the stylish lines. My bug eye sprite: <http://mid-atlanticmusings.blogspot.com/2011/06/xenopus.html> has a little lever inside the doors to achieve the same end.
12/12/2014 01:15:14 pm
It is the small facts about your mom that I remember the most. Thanks for reminding me.
12/13/2014 12:49:43 am
Thanks Aunt Bonnie -- Me too. Glad to share a few of those funny little details!
12/13/2014 01:57:00 am
12/16/2014 08:00:24 am
I unsubscribed by accident. So here I am again!!
12/16/2014 01:38:01 pm
Well welcome back!
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