If you have been reading my blog for a day or two, you know I have been in the memory mode. Anniversary and all, you know. Well one more outstanding one and I will close the door. If you remember, on Riverwood, our bedroom was at one end of the house and the laundry room was at the other end. When I would load clothes I would often strip and put add my clothes to the mix. One morning that is what I was doing when the doorbell rang. I heard Truman open the front door, blocking me from a fast get away. He greeted "someone" with great gusto. There I was in my birthday suit and trapped as he invited "someone" in. He let me suffer a short while before he told me not to worry, he was just teasing me. There was no one there, just him playing a joke. Ha Ha. O. K., I will close the door to the Memory Bank.......but very gently.
Betty Boop
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