i remeber the first time we had christmas at "memes" house. i was helping her cook and i was still kinda young. she was chopping something and i wanted to help, so i got a knife and started cutting. well lets just say i shouldnt have done that because i ended up almost cutting her finger off. i remeber she was so mad but she couldnt show it to me. i felt so awful but she kept saying it was ok. thats just how she was. evereytime someone did something to her that was bad she was mad in the inside but she always forgave them. thats one of the things i admired from her. she was the most understanding person i knew. i could go to her about anything about anyone and she would never tell anyone,unless i could get hurt then she did.

                      i remember when i live with meme and tommy in these aprtment.Me and tome had BB gun and we shot the quarker oat box full of BBs.......Then meme made a meatloaf full of BBs. now ever one chewing on BBs she called big bear blaming them that they didnt clean out all the buck shot of the cow they shot lol......i would have love to been the guy that answer the call lol

I have such fond memories of our apple picking adventures in the fall.  We'd come in and peel and core and cut up apples all day!  They would then go into the freezer to be enjoyed during the winter at one of our huge breakfasts!

I have photos of Bubba riding around in Linda's wheelchair when we lived next door to each other.  I'll try to find the pictures.