Another birthday came and went. This was number 83, so you see I am far over the hill. In fact I’m almost to the bottom, and I haven’t picked up speed yet.
It was a great birthday with many cards and best wishes. My sister and hubby sent these beautiful flowers.
I was born in a farm house in Oklahoma on the 24th of August. Can you imagine how hot it must have been with no air conditioning. Many women had their babies at home in those days. If something happened to go wrong somebody would lose their life. The baby or the mother and sometimes both. We've come along way in 83 years.
It's been a long road with many forks, turns and bumps and I'm still hanging on.