I found this picture among my souvenirs. I think it was probably taken when I was in my senior year of high school. For the record, I did not graduate high school. I was too busy doing what I thought was more important, like dancing and "stuff". After all, I had a job at some burger drive in and could bring home as much as I needed for cigarettes. Looking back, I think I was pretty. Even given that, I never dated. I went to dances and had plenty boys wanting to date me, but I just wasn't interested in settling down or at least not until Earl Duane Seeger walked into the Crow Bar that night back in 1960.
That is me on the far left. Looking at this picture makes me sad because I am the only one left setting at that table. He passed in 1994. Larry and Maude passed in the last 2 years. So that just leaves me.
So time marches on and this is a picture from last year.
This is from the high tea last year and all of these kids are my great grandkids! Not grandkids, GREAT Grandkids. I am the little wrinkled up old lady in the center. These kids are capable of making me a great, great Grandmother! Where did the time go?
Mother called it like it is when she said, "When you are over the hill, you pick up speed."
Rest in Peace, Momma.
