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March 10 - March 24, 2025
Eventually my parents figured out we could blink the front porch lights on and off to signal that we would like her to come home. It was merely a suggestion—the way my father felt about traffic lights (he called a red light “just a suggestion”). Molly would come home when she felt like it.
while our Molly was running loose and destroying toys and clothing, my glamorous Aunt Grace managed to train her Scotties to say their prayers and play the piano.
Emus seem part bird and part mammal, with a little dinosaur thrown in.