Legacy Writing 365:192


This was taken at Tom’s parents’ house on a weekend when my Mother drove there so we could formalize a bunch of our wedding plans. I’m just betting Tom wouldn’t have been smiling so happily if he’d known Mother was going to end up moving seventeen more times before she died, and most of those moves would involve his taking that damn bed of hers up and down stairs. Dorothy the Nomad With the Zillion-Pound Bed.

9 thoughts on “Legacy Writing 365:192”

    1. If you’re going to worship him for that, you’d better worship a bunch more people for doing it with him!

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