February 28
February 28
I had it in mind to write here on your birthday but missed the day and so I have to write today of memories of my mother. Mom always wore her hair up when she was going to meet people, and always fixing here hair in the curls and piled on top of her head. She wrapped it at nite so she wouldn't have to fix it every day. I remember the hair spray she sprayed on it to make it stay. It always took her some time to do it. She did this and did all the things she needed to do to keep the house the way it should be. Always baking something or cooking something, and busy with church activities, as well. That included making peanut brittle for fund raisers. We had a stove in the basement of our Sparta house where the ladies got together and made peanut brittle. Miss you and love you, Mom.