It funny what comes to your mind when you start writing things down. When I was pretty little, from the time I can remember until the early part of my second grade year, we lived down the road from my Grandparents farm and the other Grandparents lived across the yard from us. This was outside
Now this was a pretty good deal for a growing boy or two in the case of my brother and me. We used to eat breakfast at home, then run down and have Grandma Dennee feed us, then it was back to Grandma Johnson’s to eat again (and this was just breakfast, we used to try to hit the trifecta for all three meals). I wonder now why Mom and Dad said they had such a big feed bill with Cully and I, they only fed us a third of the time! HA!