After some troubles, including some glitches with the internet, I believe Tales is back up and running. Sorry for the delay…Annie
If she had been murdered or kidnapped, something would have been mentioned in the local newspaper. Heck, at the time, newspapers printed everyone’s business: who’s visiting whom, who’s been hospitalized, and who’s up to no good. However, when it came to Alice (Manley) Cole, the newspapers were strangely silent. Maybe family lore was correct. However, since someone rarely disappears without a trace, I asked myself once again, “What happened to Alice?”
Mac held Inga’s hand as they slowly made their way up to dirt road to the graveyard. Inga was not going to be able to do this much longer. The doctor had already told her that she needed to consider exercise that she could do safely at home. The doctor had also mentioned to Mac that he should also look for any opportunity for Inga to exercise her memory.
For October, the themes include family tales and scary stories. Enjoy and happy writing.
“Where do babies come from?” Mom, in all her quirky and wonderful wisdom, had those tales covered for each stage of life. For the littles, her tales were many and delighted each one of us, no matter how often we heard her stories.
Many friends were heading to nearby Santa Rosa JC. To me, this only sounded like High School part 2. Others were going to a real university, which I just did not see working for me.
I came away with my own answer to the question of what I wanted to do that day. I wanted to keep living carefree days just like this one, for as long as possible.
My family was big on almost anything having to do with playing in the water. We romped with wild abandon at Petaluma’s new huge pool where (sadly) they used to have 4 diving boards with a 12 foot deep end to dive into. The diving boards are gone, and with them went one more tool for making great childhood memories. Here’s what our diving boards looked like.
“So, what, just try it. C’mon, Honey!” My granddaughter challenged.
The tilt of her head, the gleam in her eyes, and the smile on her face was a dare all on its own.