I grew up in the ‘50s, those nostalgic “happy days.” Eight sisters and brothers and two parents on a little farm with dogs, cats, chickens, cows and pigs. Those years are etched in my heart forever. We had nothing, yet we had everything. We had little entertainment, yet we were entertained. We had outdoor movies, ice cream socials, fish fries, hayrides, and hot dogs roasted over a blazing bonfire. We were joined often by friends and relatives who lived near and our times together were rich and full. We sat and talked and laughed a lot and sometimes cried. We … Continue reading ALL LIVES NEED MENDING