Okay, everybody. I'm posting this thing, but you can't laugh. Right. Well, the thing is, this scrapbook was compiled by my mother, Hazel Carver. Those of you who knew her well, will see her handiwork all over the place. LOTS of tape, and LOTS of embarrassing clippings concerning me. Luckily, she didn't include a newspaper article singing my praises when I was potty-trained. Don't know how she missed that one.
So, apologies aside - it's a LOT of stuff to wade through, but I had forgotten a huge percentage of it and thought you guys might enjoy cruising through it. And you have the advantage of doing it without exposure to dust mites and mold!!
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