I was minding my own business, then all of a sudden, 1975 was 50 years ago. I was seventeen then, and now I have entered my golden years!
With this in mind, here is this week’s Friday Five.
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- I had held onto a glass, hand-blown German Shepherd. I inherited it when I married Jack and moved into the farmhouse he had shared with his first wife. I also inherited their White Shepherd, Rex. He was a sweet old boy whom I fell in love with.
- I had watched over this piece for 35 years. I was talking to my step-son, and he was happily surprised that the glass dog was still around. I told him that it was his. I’ve enjoyed it all this time, but the dog was made for him by this glassblower. I tucked it away to protect it until Jon came for a visit.
- Yesterday, I started looking for it. I thought I had tucked it into my china closet. It wasn’t there. I tried looking in all the other places I put things to keep them protected. No go. I prayed to Saint Anthony for help, but even my prayers didn’t help me find what I was looking for.
- So I looked in a place I had never put anything. I opened the drawer and noticed a Ziploc bag that held Katie’s blanket. I opened the bag and carefully felt inside the blanket. Yes, there it was. How it got into that bag wrapped in Katie’s blanket, I will never know.
- What this proves is that at 66 years of age, I can now hide my own Easter Eggs!