When I was a little girl I could walk out my backdoor, quick-step barefoot across the hot desert sand and visit my grandparents who lived around the corner from us. A row of cypress trees separated our yards, a gap in the trees providing a shady spot to cool my feet before running the rest…
Best friends
I know the photo quality is terrible but the original is rather faded and this is a “picture of a picture”. This is me (on right) and my dear cousin, Sue, on the first day of school in 1968. She was starting kindergarten and I was going into first grade. Yes, our mothers often dressed…