I’m glad you enjoyed our little book “Seems Like Yesterday.”  Quentin and I had a lot of fun writing it.  It’s funny how our memories of dating and World War II are still so vivid after all these years. . .

I think I might write about different isolated events and possibly just for you.  There are some very difficult years of just plain hard grubbing work and poverty that I don’t care to remember any more than I can help.

There is nothing very inspirational about remembering when it was a major catastrophe when Larry would need a quarter for lunch for a field trip – or when I had to learn to not cross my legs when I went to Child Study Club because I had holes in the bottom of my shoes – or when I had to crawl straight up that ladder on the vestibule wall in the milk barn to push the grain over the holes for the cows and then have rats come down those feeders with the grain.  I didn’t like being hit in the face with the cows’ tails that had great big knots of mud and s*#t – or  washing the crud off teats – or scraping the s*#t out of the barn.  Really there was nothing about any of it that I liked.

Well, that part is over, and I don’t think I am any the worse for it.  Thank God it was during that time that I found Unity.  That made so much difference in my life.  Don’t think I could ever have survived the following years if it hadn’t been for the many lessons I learned from them.  It is still helping me survive.