Someone mentioned that it was a good way to find people. I wanted to contact my cousin’s daughters. She died several years ago and I have an album of pictures that I would like to give them. I found them when my mother died. There was a box in her basement full of Nanny’s things, most of which were clothes. There was also some albums. One was filled with pictures of my cousins and their parents. I thought that the girls would like them. I found their addresses in one of my mother’s books, but I never heard anything. My aunt, their grandmother, was still alive, but the information she gave me didn’t do any good. I found one name on Facebook. It wasn’t her, but the woman was kind enough to reply. I was feeling pretty sad, thinking these pictures are just sitting in a box here, that there is no one else to enjoy them. My cousin had the most beautiful eyes. And I know one daughter and her granddaughter also had those eyes.
I think I’ll look on Facebook for my other cousins. Their parents moved to Florida about forty years ago and I have only seen one of them since then. Maybe that will cheer me. I got a message from one of my friends from high school. She saw our guidance counsellor at the fair. This man was so nice to me when I was having problems. I truly believe that I would have quit school if it hadn’t been for him. I feel better now.
She’s not drunk. She’s sound asleep. But a cute kitten is good for my spirits.
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 