The hedges were so thick, only the thinnest rays of sun could penetrate; these diamonds of light dappled the dark water of the pool, like phosphorescence- or gold coins that floated on the surface instead of sinking
From a Widow for One Year by John Irving
didn't particularly like the book, kind of perverted in my opinion
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2008
MRS BYRD
If you have read my journal through you will remember the lady I wrote about who lived in Denver, Colorado. She was 97 when I met her and we became close friends.
This is a picture of her with her arm through Sen Hardings arm, (She is wearing the plaid coat.) The other man is her cousin George Christian who was Hardings secretary when he was President. The girl is a friend of Mrs. Byrds and they were at the train station in Marion, Ohio, her and President Hardings home town. She told me many stories about her family's friendship with the president and how she had tea in the White House with Mrs Harding and threw out the ball at games for President Harding. She was a delightful lady and is my idea of a perfect lady. She died in 1994 at the age of 98. Her full name was Susan Garberson Byrd.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
GREAT GRANDMA
My great grandmother is not quite as sophisticated looking as yours.
She looks as if she had a hard life. Don't know much about her.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Thanksgiving
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