Fleta, I read about a lady in LR who had taught school and had several degrees. She was ready to retire and her husband too. Well, for some reason, and probably a sad one....she took her daughter's 4 children to raise. The youngest is about 12 now I think, but was a young tot then. Her husband divorced her and left. He wanted to travel in his retirement and not raise a young family. I surmised that the children were not his grandchildren. She said she did not even feel badly toward him for his decision. She had a dream the the oldest grandson was be electrocuted for murder and wanted her to come. She chose the four kids and did not look back. She almost has her job done. It was an inspiring tale.
Helen could not get over her pig attraction. She kept one to slop longer. A little restaurant in Alpena saves all their slop for her. She goes there every 2 or 3 days and picks it up and hauls it home. Lordy, Helen is in the bacon now!
In 1979, right after Thanksgiving I gave birth to Erin. She came early. Not due until about December 6, I think. I am thankful for her today as she is cooking and I am only cooking a little. She gave me assignments of stuff she does not even like. Oh, Erin, of little faith! I asked something about the dressing and she said--I don't care as I don't even like it!
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