Oct 9

I was peeling the grape that I was eating and thinking about my parents. My Mother always peeled the grapes for my Father. I didn't find that unusual then.That's what you did. She also saw to it that his white under wear was ironed. I guess things were different back then. My parents didn't have a lovey dovey relationship, although my Father adored his much younger wife. I'm not sure she reciprocated the feeling. She was not a warm and cuddly person. It seems that the most arguing went on just before a major holiday and as we were leaving to go to Synagogue. Shoe laces broke, the sock had a hole, the tie a spot. No big ,slam bang fights. It would have scared me if I had heard that. When my Father died, we found out that he had turned in all of his insurance and that there was no more money. That was an interesting development. Where did it go. How long ago did he do that. I don't know the answers. My mother went to work in the courture section of DH Holmes Dept. Store. She had a French accent, good clothes sense and she was a great sales person. She probably made more in commissions than anyone in her department. She knew which women to call and let them know a special garment was in and they just had to have it. Among her clients were refuges from Castro's Cuba. Those that left with their money. Funny how I got from grapes to clothes. My mind just works like that.

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29.08 | 13:45

Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.

31.07 | 07:02

Leona, do you have a date or a booked flight that you come back ?

20.07 | 13:55

Everything sounds so wonderful Leona. Venice will seem boring . I would want to move to Portownsend where the kids are living. All sounds great . Is there?

19.07 | 12:33

That lavender sounds very nice!

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