Ten-four at five-oh-five

[mefasola]

When you popped out at precisely the time, the Stones song began resonating through my fevered brain, "Get me on Flight Number 505." And with no idea of my destination, I hauled you to the North Woods of Washington State away from the distant dad who continued to burrow into his loneliness and isolation, so much so that he gives the word 'hermit'

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[josiefiend]

It's weird to read these memories that go from completely new stories, unremembered, through foggy ones which I can barely recall, to clear ones that seem like yesterday. I love you mommy. Thank you for giving me enough space to wander off but always making me feel welcome whenever I come back :)

[mefasola]

I remember another time when the neighbor on the other side had a child who decided to bully you. I came out and rather quietly said, "Don't you be mean to my Josie." He behaved better after that.
June also said, "You love 'em, you discipline 'em." Thank God! I did something right!