Some pretty strange things have happened in my life. They are so strange that I hesitate to believe them. I have questioned my memory. Have you ever done that?
- On the way to my grandmothers house, when I was a child, I watched the blaze of atomic bombs going off in the distance.
- At a condo in the DC suburbs I saw a miniature burka dyed in indigo blue intricately stitched and interesting, covering a wine bottle.
- My father was sent to Hiroshima to help clean up the aftermath of the bomb. Some little ladies gave him a paper fan that I have saved. I wonder if it is radio-active?
- My dog has a pet. It is a toad. She carries it around in her mouth then sets it down on our front porch and barks at it all night long. It has a huge bubble on its' back.
- I am always losing something that I put in a safe place so that I will not lose it.
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I love lost and found memories. That is what the black hat ladies are about--ladies who were lost and then found. My cousin Bob used to push my doll stroller off the porch every day and the wheels would come off. I would cry, but when my Dad came home, he would fix it. he would also make me snow cones by smashing the ice, wrapped in a tea towel, with a hammer on the sidewalk. That certainly seems strange now. Then there are the three sisters I met in three differnt places with no connections between them. Life is always throwing you something to think about.
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