Michelle

Retired, no fixed address, traveling light and seeing the world.

My Friend Sandy.

Sandy and I were friends since grade 1.  I actually don’t even remember her from then though she recalled coming to my house (read: small trailer) for dinner a few times.  And she specifically remembered one night having dried potato flakes, hydrated, as part of supper.  When I told my mom this mom was disbelieving …

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