They say "little pitchers have big ears," and I guess I was one of those little pitchers because I have vivid memories from the time I was about three years old. As I write this I am in my eighth decade. So before too uch more time goes by maybe I'd better write dowm some of those memories for whomever is interested. A simple retelling would probably be the best way to record the story of my life and family to those who really care or are just curious. So, My Dears, here goes...
