One of my early driving experiences

I remember once I drove to a girlfriend's house and a storm came up. Living in a town, I didn't realize what it was like to drive in the country. I mean, I didn't know the roads weren't that good. At my girlfriend's house, they kept telling me I should go home, but I wasn't worried about it. When I did finally start home, I'll tell you, that was something. I was a little nervous when I had to go through a little dip into a creek...right through the water. When I got home, my husband and Papa (his dad) told me they were worried that I would get washed down that creek. I just didn't realize the roads could be that bad.

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[Nancy]

post date: 01.30.04 (1:35 pm)

Hi Vera. I'd seen your blog before but I didn't know you were Anne's mom! I love reading blogs about family stories and have been reading some from a family of bloggers called the Oyzons. They inspired me to start a blog about my family stories. It is at http://www.tabulas.com/~rock. I hope you visit it. I'll keep up with your stories, too.