|Dale, Me, and Tony (another cousin)|
Dale and I used to spend many summers together at Grandma's house. We would play tricks on her or go on errands for her. We would listen to her stories. We have many memories at her Oak Street home. She would hate for us to go to the park right behind her house. The reason: we would come home covered in dirt! She would make taffy and let us pull it all afternoon.
I'm so glad Dale and I can still spend time together. We can still share family stories. We are still good friends. Another wonderful Slice of Life!
|Aunt Reita and Dale|