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[CapricornFarm]

I grew up in a huge post ww2 row-home neighborhood.
There were kids everywhere.
It was a great place to grow up.

In the summertime we were outside playing by 8 am.
We stayed outside all day, could walk right into any friends house, never said we were bored and played until dinner time, then after, until the streetlights came on.

Almost every one I grew up with stayed right there in the area and are still there to this day.

We moved all over the country.

It’s hard to stay connected to people when your life is so different.

My best friend was the middle kid in a family of 5 with two older brothers and two younger sisters.

Her parents were so nice. Her mom was THE BOMB.
So pretty. So kind. Always smiling. (She was strict though, but in all the right ways.) She raised a great group of kids and helped raise the rest of us too.

Whenever the pack of us girls went out to play (including a bunch others from their culdesac and me from across the street ) the mom would always say “TAKE MEGGIE WITH YOU! And hold her hand!” I didn’t have a little sister so I always volunteered.

Meggie was the baby.
God we loved her. All of us.
Loved her.

Last night I found out she died a few days ago!

I haven’t been able to get in touch with anyone to find out any details.
I sleuthed on Facebook and google until my eyes and fingers were tired.

I’m so sad and whistful today.

So sorry your friend died!

 

[CapricornFarm]

Good morning. Going to see the dr to see if i can get my blood pressure under control. It is crazy high.

 

[rjohns39]

Last night I found out she died a few days ago!

I haven’t been able to get in touch with anyone to find out any details.
I sleuthed on Facebook and google until my eyes and fingers were tired.

I’m so sad and whistful today.

So very sorry Stacey

 

[Molpet]

I grew up in a huge post ww2 row-home neighborhood.
There were kids everywhere.
It was a great place to grow up.

In the summertime we were outside playing by 8 am.
We stayed outside all day, could walk right into any friends house, never said we were bored and played until dinner time, then after, until the streetlights came on.

Almost every one I grew up with stayed right there in the area and are still there to this day.

We moved all over the country.

It’s hard to stay connected to people when your life is so different.

My best friend was the middle kid in a family of 5 with two older brothers and two younger sisters.

Her parents were so nice. Her mom was THE BOMB.
So pretty. So kind. Always smiling. (She was strict though, but in all the right ways.) She raised a great group of kids and helped raise the rest of us too.

Whenever the pack of us girls went out to play (including a bunch others from their culdesac and me from across the street ) the mom would always say “TAKE MEGGIE WITH YOU! And hold her hand!” I didn’t have a little sister so I always volunteered.

Meggie was the baby.
God we loved her. All of us.
Loved her.

Last night I found out she died a few days ago!

I haven’t been able to get in touch with anyone to find out any details.
I sleuthed on Facebook and google until my eyes and fingers were tired.

I’m so sad and whistful today.

 

[Molpet]

I feel bad for him they are really good people

 

[FlyingNunFarm]

I grew up in a huge post ww2 row-home neighborhood.
There were kids everywhere.
It was a great place to grow up.

In the summertime we were outside playing by 8 am.
We stayed outside all day, could walk right into any friends house, never said we were bored and played until dinner time, then after, until the streetlights came on.

Almost every one I grew up with stayed right there in the area and are still there to this day.

We moved all over the country.

It’s hard to stay connected to people when your life is so different.

My best friend was the middle kid in a family of 5 with two older brothers and two younger sisters.

Her parents were so nice. Her mom was THE BOMB.
So pretty. So kind. Always smiling. (She was strict though, but in all the right ways.) She raised a great group of kids and helped raise the rest of us too.

Whenever the pack of us girls went out to play (including a bunch others from their culdesac and me from across the street ) the mom would always say “TAKE MEGGIE WITH YOU! And hold her hand!” I didn’t have a little sister so I always volunteered.

Meggie was the baby.
God we loved her. All of us.
Loved her.

Last night I found out she died a few days ago!

I haven’t been able to get in touch with anyone to find out any details.
I sleuthed on Facebook and google until my eyes and fingers were tired.

I’m so sad and whistful today.

I’m sorry about your friend.

 

[Redhead Rae]

I grew up in a huge post ww2 row-home neighborhood.
There were kids everywhere.
It was a great place to grow up.

In the summertime we were outside playing by 8 am.
We stayed outside all day, could walk right into any friends house, never said we were bored and played until dinner time, then after, until the streetlights came on.

Almost every one I grew up with stayed right there in the area and are still there to this day.

We moved all over the country.

It’s hard to stay connected to people when your life is so different.

My best friend was the middle kid in a family of 5 with two older brothers and two younger sisters.

Her parents were so nice. Her mom was THE BOMB.
So pretty. So kind. Always smiling. (She was strict though, but in all the right ways.) She raised a great group of kids and helped raise the rest of us too.

Whenever the pack of us girls went out to play (including a bunch others from their culdesac and me from across the street ) the mom would always say “TAKE MEGGIE WITH YOU! And hold her hand!” I didn’t have a little sister so I always volunteered.

Meggie was the baby.
God we loved her. All of us.
Loved her.

Last night I found out she died a few days ago!

I haven’t been able to get in touch with anyone to find out any details.
I sleuthed on Facebook and google until my eyes and fingers were tired.

I’m so sad and whistful today.

 

[21hens-incharge]

I grew up in a huge post ww2 row-home neighborhood.
There were kids everywhere.
It was a great place to grow up.

In the summertime we were outside playing by 8 am.
We stayed outside all day, could walk right into any friends house, never said we were bored and played until dinner time, then after, until the streetlights came on.

Almost every one I grew up with stayed right there in the area and are still there to this day.

We moved all over the country.

It’s hard to stay connected to people when your life is so different.

My best friend was the middle kid in a family of 5 with two older brothers and two younger sisters.

Her parents were so nice. Her mom was THE BOMB.
So pretty. So kind. Always smiling. (She was strict though, but in all the right ways.) She raised a great group of kids and helped raise the rest of us too.

Whenever the pack of us girls went out to play (including a bunch others from their culdesac and me from across the street ) the mom would always say “TAKE MEGGIE WITH YOU! And hold her hand!” I didn’t have a little sister so I always volunteered.

Meggie was the baby.
God we loved her. All of us.
Loved her.

Last night I found out she died a few days ago!

I haven’t been able to get in touch with anyone to find out any details.
I sleuthed on Facebook and google until my eyes and fingers were tired.

I’m so sad and whistful today.

I liked for your great story of a wonderful childhood.

I am horribly sorry she is gone.

Holiday seasons are so hard to bear when there is loss.

She was blessed to have you and you blessed to have had her.
Hold onto the good.

 

[apryl29]

Good afternoon! 41 glorious degrees and sunny, not the best but at least it isn't freezing.
Oh boy, do I ever need about 25 or 30 of those creepy little guys! I swear iv'e got more gnomes now than when I started giving them away.

You should give some to the local thrift store and see how many end up given back to you. Maybe mark them on the bottom or something so you know they were from you. Take a few in at a time that way you don't end up w/ the whole box back.

I appreciate the thought Henny, but we both know i'm cursed with gnomes until I die. I'm going to have to be creamated just to keep the feckers off my grave. If i'm lucky my ashes won't end up in a gnome urn.

or worse, used to MAKE a gnome!

I think I have the worlds first transgender chicken! At almost 26 weeks....

It's about time! He's so like Steve.. I wonder if it's an orpington thing.. maybe there's a higher incidence of later development.

Some of my boys when they first start, sound so pathetic. They're trying their best but just aren't there yet. Then the mature roosters will show them how it's done, not sure if it's a shaming or teaching session. But they are sooooo proud when they finally achieve a real crow.

I've often wondered what my neighbors thought about the 4:00AM crowing... The one closest loves it (reminds her of her childhood) The one on the far end, doesn't hear it until she wakes up, but her dad aint real happy with it. But he likes the free eggs and the occasional chicken so he'll tolerate it. But really, do they need to crow at 4:00 AM. Can we negotiate to 4:30 or 5:00?

I think they crow when they hear me on the deck because the crowing is always followed by a volley of duck quacks.

If I go into the coop after dark William will crow while I'm in there, so it could be that they hear or see you (or something) out there and start making noise.

They are going home his son has four broken fingers, dislocated shoulder, a cut on his head and a large bad cut on his hand. He was crossing the street in front of the school when he was hit. The person that was driving didn’t stop it is a hit and run

That's horrible, but at least he wasn't hurt too badly. I'm always worried about my kids crossing the road. It's a fairly busy road near the school. All it takes is one person not paying attention. It's one of the reasons I drive my kids to school instead of having them walk.. There's a period where it's still dark out when they'd leave and people zip by way too fast, esp kids who are in a big rush to get to school.

I grew up in a huge post ww2 row-home neighborhood.
There were kids everywhere.
It was a great place to grow up.

In the summertime we were outside playing by 8 am.
We stayed outside all day, could walk right into any friends house, never said we were bored and played until dinner time, then after, until the streetlights came on.

Almost every one I grew up with stayed right there in the area and are still there to this day.

We moved all over the country.

It’s hard to stay connected to people when your life is so different.

My best friend was the middle kid in a family of 5 with two older brothers and two younger sisters.

Her parents were so nice. Her mom was THE BOMB.
So pretty. So kind. Always smiling. (She was strict though, but in all the right ways.) She raised a great group of kids and helped raise the rest of us too.

Whenever the pack of us girls went out to play (including a bunch others from their culdesac and me from across the street ) the mom would always say “TAKE MEGGIE WITH YOU! And hold her hand!” I didn’t have a little sister so I always volunteered.

Meggie was the baby.
God we loved her. All of us.
Loved her.

Last night I found out she died a few days ago!

I haven’t been able to get in touch with anyone to find out any details.
I sleuthed on Facebook and google until my eyes and fingers were tired.

I’m so sad and whistful today.

Good morning. Going to see the dr to see if i can get my blood pressure under control. It is crazy high.

Oh wow. I hope they can get you in. Did you eat anything that had a lot of salt?

 

[ronott1]

I grew up in a huge post ww2 row-home neighborhood.
There were kids everywhere.
It was a great place to grow up.

In the summertime we were outside playing by 8 am.
We stayed outside all day, could walk right into any friends house, never said we were bored and played until dinner time, then after, until the streetlights came on.

Almost every one I grew up with stayed right there in the area and are still there to this day.

We moved all over the country.

It’s hard to stay connected to people when your life is so different.

My best friend was the middle kid in a family of 5 with two older brothers and two younger sisters.

Her parents were so nice. Her mom was THE BOMB.
So pretty. So kind. Always smiling. (She was strict though, but in all the right ways.) She raised a great group of kids and helped raise the rest of us too.

Whenever the pack of us girls went out to play (including a bunch others from their culdesac and me from across the street ) the mom would always say “TAKE MEGGIE WITH YOU! And hold her hand!” I didn’t have a little sister so I always volunteered.

Meggie was the baby.
God we loved her. All of us.
Loved her.

Last night I found out she died a few days ago!

I haven’t been able to get in touch with anyone to find out any details.
I sleuthed on Facebook and google until my eyes and fingers were tired.

I’m so sad and whistful today.

Death like that can hit really Hard!

I hope you can connect with the Family. You could still make a donation in her name