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Patricia Mather Parker's avatar

Your writing takes me right there-the banks of the Mississippi, you waving and yelling good-bye, all of it. Can you hear me? I'm hollering good-bye as I finish this comment.

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Shirley's avatar

Hey, S.G. Are you serious about the mincemeat cookies??? Aunt Toots sounds like a hoot! I'll bet when she first started borrowing those good-byes, it was always with a knowing smile or a wink or a nod; a private joke that made her smile. You packaged that up for us so nicely! A beautiful memory! My family times are a bit hazy, but Michael prompted a memory of my Grandma calling me her "chicken" - it was a pet name and came with a smile and a loving expression in her eyes. I now call my own daughter "my chicken", and she loves it! She's all grown up now and calls me her chicken too, which always reminds me of Grandma. Thanks for triggering that lovely memory.

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