Thursday, April 5, 2012
I knew her since I was a little girl and have so many wonderful memories of her. We laughed when she was learning how to drive a standard shift on Blake St...until we hurt.She always made sure I had a hot fudge sunday at Nickse's when I didn't have the thirty five cents and she always made me drink that horrible goat's milk when I ate supper there. But the best was when I died her hair blue/black....and the sink and the countertop and everywhere else I could get it. Or ...maybe it was the funniest when Nancy and I tweesed her eyebrows...with every holler we laughed and told her almost done...God Bless You Ceil, I bet your making Him laugh...
