Thirty years ago today
Tom Smarda was supposed to come over on Sunday, but he called to cancel because he had a cold. Nancy’s parents brought my daughter down around 11:00. She fell asleep at 12:22 until almost 14:00. She seemed a little cranky when she woke up, so I carried her down to the beach. She was fascinated by the living water and so we sat on some rocks while the lake swirled around us. I bought her a treat on the way home. She fell asleep again at around 18:00 and Nancy came to pick her up not long after she woke. She looked at me and cried as I closed the car door. Was she sad to leave me?
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