Thoughts from the past – artist with rich husband and 9 kids, enough of us to put together a football team and a horse instead of a car. I can hear my grandma calling for me to take the goat into the stables. I can picture the summers when I would sneak into the fridge and my mom, asking me to come out or I’ll break it. I admire my dad for the carefulness in teaching me how to install a plug, …
