I was mama's run away child. She said I was always leaving home. I got away one time and the police picked me up, I crossed the main street in New London, Conn. and was just missed getting hit by a tractor trailer. When the police pulled up mama said she didn't know if she should whip me or hug me. I was standing on the seat next to the police officer with my arm around his neck, and had ice cream on my face. She said she was so happy to see me I got a big hug and no spanking. You gotta love those run away babies.

Mama was working and she said I wanted my mama so I put my black patten leather shoes on the wrong feet and took off down the street. I was going to find my mama.The police found me again and took me home to my mama.