Saturday, June 9, 2012

Cards and Scrabble, but no meteor

"April 10, 1992:  Pinochle Club at Stop Inn -- Marie H. hostess.
April 12, 1992:  Played Scrabble in p.m. with Helen.
April 15, 1992:  Busy Bees at Irene M.'s.  Helen was sick so I presented her lesson.  We decorated Easter baskets."

Such a drought lately.  It would have been nice for me if a meteor fell on the football field or the town's water turned orange or people suddenly started skipping everywhere they went.  Then I would have something meaty to write about.  But I guess one of the things people like about Winside is that it's quiet and peaceful.  Maybe that's why Papa (left) and his brother James decided to live and have a business there.  But then again, Papa was going to move the family out to Gordon.  And we would have been Sandhills folk but we wouldn't have been us because Grandma probably wouldn't have ended up marrying Grandpa. 

I better quit since it's getting weird now.  Happy trails!

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