Friday, August 2, 2019

Mother's Day 1939

“Take out the crib and leave the playpen, Doc.
The diapers that I’ve got are wearing thin,
the oldest boy has rickets and the skin
on his little sister’s pale enough to shock

  Sharp Edges   She was a girl who knew what she wanted Had a knack for getting it, too She was a girl you’d take fishing beca...