This is from Aunt Wilda.
Aunt Judy,(MY sister) was eighteen years old and worked at the tomato plant. She was getting off from work, and Grandmom always liked to walk, so she said we were going to meet Judy half way. We did, and on the way up the Tow path was something or someone laying near the water. It was starting to get dark so seeing was a little hard. Judy grabbed mother's arm and said,"That's a man laying there". Grandmom said,"Let go of my arm. I can't do anything with you holding my arm." "Just keep walking, he is probably drunk." We kept walking, and just as we got pretty close, a breeze blew the Newspaper, and a frog let out his RRRRRIIBBETT,at the same time. WE all screamed and then laughed, telling each other how silly they looked.
Friday, January 1, 2010
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