1.39 Brusha, brusha, brusha …

Late 1940s • Sonora ~ Lorna Harrington, Betty’s best friend since kindergarten, was unusually shy. My sister took her under her wing from the beginning, and as birds-of-a-feather they flew everywhere together. Betty saw no reason why she and Lorna shouldn’t participate in all camp activities and school events. Even in their fifth grade production about famous people […]
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Published on May 28, 2017 08:22
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Catherine Sevenau
I write about my family, ramble about what I think I believe, and throw in occasional rhyme regarding my ancestors.
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