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Winter celebrations were all strung out like beads on a necklace, one right after the other. It was difficult for a child to tell one from the other since most of them were all covered in snow, but I always knew Thanksgiving followed closely on the edges of my birthday.
Nov 24, 2012 1:11 AM CST
|Hi Sharon, nearly tears from this story. I suppose we all did things we weren't supposed to about that age, in the suburbs of Melbourne I didn't have quite such special places, but I did feed the draught horses at the nearby dairy, and gather flowers where an old house had been pulled down. I'm glad they raised us with a conscience and we've passed it on to our kids. Hope you had a happy birthday, I sent you best wishes on DG but as it was a re-print I guess you didn't look at it. No matter! All the very best, Sue.|
Nov 24, 2012 2:11 AM CST
The conscience was with me all the time. Most of the time I confessed before I even did something, still do. And I gathered flowers where old homes used to be as well.
Thanks for the birthday wishes. As you know, it was a big one but since I haven't fallen apart over it, I think you'll be fine when you get there in a few days!