Our Girl had a special place in her heart for the children who t ‘n’ t ed.
She’d spend several hundred on candy, cards, and little baggies.
She “hired” the ‘phews to fill the bags and, when they outgrew the easy money, she sit and carefully do it. I was “fired” from helping because I was not meticulous enough in carefully placing one of each type of candy in each bag.
She had a special bowl for the neighbor’s children that had dollar bills in the bags.
On All Saint’s Day, the day after, the ‘phews would be sure to come over and un-mine the bags. She’d give them the “leftover” dollars for the help. (Easy money, for sure!)
To avoid a very painful evening, I’m absconding overnight to AC for dinner and the comedy club. While it will remind me of her and what we did in AC, even that last glorious trip last January when she was like old, it’s not as hard as seeing all the children.
That’s All Saints’ Day and I’ll go pray for my personal “saint”; Tuesday is All Souls’ Day, and I’ll go again to pray for my personal “soul”.
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