We never made too much over Labor Day as a celebration. Just an ordinary day off from work. When we worked outside of the home, it was nice to get a day off, but later, when retired-it was just another day. Now, I will have a nice lunch in the dinning room and just enjoy my friends. I saw a man fishing early. Hope he had luck. It is nice for those who live here who like to fish to walk right out and just do it. I am sure they throw them back. Truman used to fish and hunt and I cooked whatever he brought home. Just like his Mother did. He really did enjoy fishing and hunting as a boy growing up,, I have heard many stories about it.
My Poem Scrapbook is almost finished. It is full. I guess I need to hang up my talent and long yellow legal pad and pencil and call it quits. I can't seem to make as much of it as I used to. Ideas just wont come as the did at first. Maybe I am done.
Betty Boop
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Don’t stop!
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