|Just a little rework|
So this is a picture of me probably in the fall of 1947 or winter of 1948. I was doing one of my favorite things, playing in the dirt. Time does not necessarily change everything about us.
Yep, much older. Wiser, not sure on that one.
Richer, heck no. But oh all the memories that have accumulated.
Oh, little playmate, come out and play with me
and bring your dollies three and we will climb a tree. Look down my rain barrel, slide down the cellar door and we'll be jolly friends forever more!
(Words and music by Saxie Dowell)
Yes, I will enjoy this project!