After James died, John Clements was very good to us, came by often to check on the children and me, and took us out to visit his parents and family.
I felt the need to go to the cemetery now and then. Jetton's sold barbecue sandwiches, five for a dollar and Jim loved those "barbe shoot hamiches." There was a duck pond at the cemetery, and we'd take those sandwiches there for a picnic.
I don't think either of the children knew that we were there for any reason except to have a picnic and eat" barbe shoot hamiches."
It was also soon after James died that Star Dust, our cocker spaniel (whom Jim called “Tardie” before he could speak clearly) had NINE little black pups. None of them looked like her.
The backyard at Hawthorne was small, and there wasn't room for ten dogs. Our friend took those nine puppies to the vet and he found homes for them.
Jim loved Star Dust a lot. She lived to be old.
Saturday, July 31, 1999
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