Wow, I’m two-thirds of the way through this challenge! 

20. Describe 3 significant memories from your childhood.

1) I clearly remember a birthday party held at the church behind my house.  I must have been about 5 years old.  It was either Tim or Steve’s birthday, and the theme was Cowboys and Indians.  Tim and Steve’s dad was the Episcopal priest at the church, so the party was held outside the church in their front yard (the rectory was behind the church).  In the photo to the right, I am on the second step behind the little girl with the Indian headdress.  Tim and Steve are at the top.

2) Every summer, my family traveled from Michigan to Connecticut to visit my mom’s Aunt and Uncle.  They lived in Greenwich, and had a boxer dog.  Her name was Ginger.  Actually, that had several boxers, but only one at any time.  And they were all named Ginger.  I always thought that was strange.

It’s kind of a blurry picture, but you get the idea.  That’s Ginger with me.  Which one, I don’t know.

3)  My dad’s parents passed away when I was young.  Grandma first, then Grandpa.  This photo was taken at my house, and I remember my dad taking the picture of us. The picture was taken in our “TV room.”  Did you have a TV room?  We were lucky to even have a TV, much less a whole room dedicated to it.  At some point in time after this photo was taken, my mom glued some fringe on the edge of the lamp shade that you see by my Grandpa’s arm. The fringe had dangling, fuzzy balls on it.  I always thought it was pretty funny.  Also, shortly after this picture, my Grandma broke her arm, and then had a stroke that put her in a nursing home.  She never recovered from that, and passed away within a month or so.

My Grandpa always gave me chocolate cookies from a cookie jar in his kitchen.  He made a ritual out of it.  He’d nod to me when we were with the rest of the family in the living room, and we’d sneak off quietly into the kitchen.  Grandpa would carefully and quietly pull a chair over to the cupboard, I’d step up on the chair, and we’d feast on chocolate cookies.  His nickname for me was “Plugger.” 

What do you remember from your childhood? 

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19. If you could live anywhere, where would it be and why?

Montana is calling me.  There is something about the mountains that I have always loved, and I like the idea of going west.  I’d love to live on the side of the mountain overlooking a stream, with a flock of sheep, goats, etc. grazing in the pasture.  A few horses wouldn’t hurt.  And some trees, but not so many as to impede my view.  As long as I had Internet access, I wouldn’t need a television.  A neighbor within a mile or two might be nice, but not necessary.  I don’t mind talking to my animals.  Oh, the husband could go, too.  Then I’d have him to talk to.

With that being said, I don’t think I could move that far away from my children and grandchildren (so to my family, don’t get too worried!).  But either of these cabins would work just fine.  I don’t need anything fancy!

Love that big sky!