Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Kay and family, back in 1952 my father (Frank), mother (Nancy), younger sister (Judy) and I moved into the white house behind Violet and Bob's house. Our house faced the Dr. and Rosa Monroe house and veterinary hospital.
What a wonderful growing-up experience we had with such wonderful and kind neighbors as Violet and Robert Walker. I always loved seeing your mother out and about in the yard tending her beautiful plants (including the gorgeous rose bushes along her back fence). I also remember when we got the "pet" goat named Honeycomb. Within two or three days Honeycomb had climbed the 6-foot side fence and ate one of your mother's beautiful rose bushes down to the ground. You mother, always a kind, soft-spoken, and gracious lady didn't let that "goat incident" affect the camaraderie between our two families and the small neighborhood.
Yesterday at a restaurant I ran into Ruthie Dance who as a child lived in the house on the hill at the side of the veterinarian hospital. Ruthie and I both commented on what a lovely and pretty lady your mother was.
Kay, we're thinking of you and your family. Take care.
