Betsy McCall has been with me for over fifty years. How we managed to not part ways in all of those years is beyond me. She recently needed a few repairs. One knee is no longer flexible and she needs to be propped up. Considering, I think she looks great and I love her sweet and wholesome appearance.
Like the palm trees our roots grew deep in the desert. So therefore we are a bit nostalgic today.
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Where I grew up, there were no brick buildings. It was a desert town, and if you believed in Santa Claus he might show up in a dune buggy, rather than a sleigh. There was not a shortage of palm trees or cactus and I don’t think there were any fireplaces. Maybe a few in some of the older homes. The sun usually shown brightly on Christmas morning. I think it was a very long time before I experienced snow. It’s so interesting to think about how each of us was raised and how we adapted to that environment.