Last night we walked around the neighborhood as it grew dark while we sang songs that we hadn't sung for 30 years. Our favorite song was Don't Bite the Hand That's Feeding You, which we had learned off an old Victrola in the basement of our grandma's house. Fortunately, nobody opened their window and threw shoes at us.
Did you really remember the words to "Don't Bite the Hand that's Feeding You?" Love the early morning pic of Barbara and Kent.
ReplyDeleteWe remembered all the words! How could you forget a song like that?
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ReplyDeleteMy memory isn't what it use to be. I clean my closet Wednesday and today I could not find my gym shoes, or the radio I usually play while I enjoy the patio.
ReplyDeleteJust for Kaylene, I'm in Colorado. I'm visiting my friends in Broomfield, as well as my two sisters, and spending the weekend in the mountains with my book club! I was sorry to miss the 7 inches of rain in Maryland on Thursday!
ReplyDeleteMy, my, what a fun time we had:)
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