Melba and I spent a frantic morning looking for Fanny's birth certificate yesterday, Pearl. She is attending a new school this fall and needed the whole rigamarole of shots and documentation. Melba is so disorganized! We finally found everything we needed in the same shoebox that had the photographs from our childhood in Gagetown. How many wonderful memories of you and me as girls came flooding back! Do you remember the summer of Billy Whiskers? How he just showed up on Mr. Feenamint's porch one afternoon? I do believe it is then that your whole love affair with goats began!

I Remain As Always, Your Devoted Miss Blue