years older. So we set out on foot. We reached the building; my Dad was already there. They were scrubbing the floor, and water had to be carried from across the road. Every time Dad thought he had an opening to talk to them about it, Mom
would send us back across the road with buckets for water.
mill token, a five-mill token, and since
a lot of local girls were getting married right after high school, our pastor was always kidding me about not dating, let alone getting married. He had said to me,
don't know from Adam's Housecat."
face; he was in uniform all this time. I got freshened up and dressed, and we
picked up Gran and went back to the church, where Mom was still at the meeting. There were no plans for a wedding, but Brother Walters conducted
its entirety. Then we had the real vows; we did the “I Do’s” and our first kiss.
And a little Moire Non, of Happily Ever After . . .