
I am adding a picture of Freedom Bridge, just because we have to cross
it to get to town.
Greenie, Gr`en'ie: of the color of growing grass or foliage, or a remote control
dragon fly, fun, gift from father/gramps.
The great adventure "going to town". We have made a few friends at the
laundro-mat and if it's empty Eli walks in and says, Hey - where is everybody !?
He took his greenie in one day and made a-lot of friends, by flying it into thier faces. Good thing people generally have patience for rowdy, talkative 4 year olds.
One interesting story, I met a gal that had named her baby girl Cindy. She or her husband could'nt even call her by her name, it just didn't fit her. So they went
to the state and since the baby was under 6 mo. old they could change her name
for 1 dollar. They renamed her Rebecca and it fit.
Fun reminder hanging in the doctors office waiting room -
MEN-tal anxiety !
MEN-stral cramps !
MEN-opause !
MEN-tal breakdown !
How come all our problems begin with men ?
I should have some info on the Freedom Bridge but not finding any.
I wonder about the old bridge and was it as long and in the same spot?
Thats all I got.
I have always loved the view from that bridge. I love that you have friends at the Laundro Mat
ReplyDeleteFunny about changing the name. I've often thought of changing Connor's name to Gilligan. JK
ReplyDeleteI don't remember passing over that bridge.