“that is my old telephone office, right up there”
Funny how she blurted that out as we drove through her home town of Concord. She hadn’t said much up to that point.
Our minds and our memories can function in such an odd often times cruel way.
“you’ve got me lost”
“I don’t think I could find my way over here anymore”
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Raising Mom 