its somewhere I take my kids to eat at Mr.

the boy in whom we held so much hope.because then the community will get to know us as individuals.

When such things come there is no recourse but to accept the bitter and painful truth.… but it took a couple of hours to get signed in so it wasnt until 12:00 X-mas Day that I bounced into our apt at 8-2-B — Boy were Pa and Ma Surprised! They had no idea I was coming home so early … I spent a swell Christmas and a few days at home.Bingo! I was taken off bivouac with Army trucks … Basic training was cut short.

there are a few very poor Mexicans who attended a certain Mission.so insignificant in comparison.

From Billings I took a bus and got to Heart Mt.

I hope the war will be over in a hurry!!— Dec.The only collection I am adding to is the one of presidential political buttons.

the ring is what I received for being an honored newspaper carrier for The San Francisco Examiner.That was the final word he uttered in the movie.

which I usually find in antique and coin shops.All three of these items are links to my youth and provide great memories.