The act of creating a story is exciting and rewarding, and I write because I love to! So I began this blog to share my stories, and pieces of Louise's life, with you.
I hope you will join me often! I have so many memories...
...Of long drives down the River Road every Sunday afternoon to visit two sets of grandparents, with a ferry boat ride across the Mississippi between them. And only Maw-Maw’s house, on the White Castle side, was clean and fun, with good food smells, and a piano.
...Of living through the 1960s with a radical older sister who refused to wear makeup and constantly argued against the Vietnam War with Daddy. They would argue for hours, loudly, and then she would leave with her friends. I always wanted to be brave like her.
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...Of living through the 1960s with a radical older sister who refused to wear makeup and constantly argued against the Vietnam War with Daddy. They would argue for hours, loudly, and then she would leave with her friends. I always wanted to be brave like her.
...Then there was the time when I was about 14 years old and stuffed the top of my bathing suit with toilet tissue (the women in my family are not overly endowed), only to have the paper dissolve in the public swimming pool and drift upward. I was beyond embarrassed, and still don’t know how I thought that was a good idea! But something of value came from watching those pieces of wet tissue float up from my swim top. I learned it’s best to simply be myself.
Sometimes you just have to be grateful for the good things that do happen.
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Do come back soon, Marina
