Tomorrow is December Jerome...you know what that means...another birthday. It seems just like yesterday when we were waiting for you to come....on Christmas. You should have been a Christmas baby. The doctor did something to have you come earlier...he wanted to go on vacation,, of course. I remember Dad and Linnea looking at their Christmas tree when I came out from the doctor's office. Those were the times for me when everything was cleaned and cleaned again. Funny how mother's have to prepare and we don't even know why we do them. I wrote up the tailend of checks for bills that night and of course, called Grandma to come in. She was happy because she also had everything done for Christmas.
Three decades ago.....plus some, a little babe was born. What a cutie and he still is...
Love,
From the house on the hill with the red barn,
Mom
Thursday, November 30, 2006
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