“You’re a man. What do you know about adventure when it comes to having a baby?” “Well,” I said, “we have had a few adventures getting to the hospital, and a few more once we got there.” “Hmpf,” my mother said. “Let me tell you about adventure.”
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As we moved furniture recently, a small white desk brought a flood of memories to my mind. My wife, Donna, and I had only been married about a year and a half and had a two-month-old daughter. I was struggling to work my way through college and take care of my little family. Donna tried to save money in every way she could. But it was hard for me knowing Donna had no desk at which to sew.
Goren and Lilly had been married for just over a year, and Lilly was growing annoyed with Goren. He had promised that he would put indoor plumbing into the house after they were married, but he hadn’t. “Goren,” Lilly said one night, “things have got to change. We’ve been married a year, and you still haven’t put in the indoor plumbing.” “I haven’t had time,” Goren replied. “It needs to be a priority,” Lilly said.
They were the perfect sisters. They were both kind and pretty, and both were cheerleaders. Sally was my age, and Martha was a year younger. I had never seen them angry at each other, and a person would be wise not to cross one of them, or he might be facing the wrath of both. I had never seen two more devoted siblings.
My mother is 92 and has been without my father for about twelve years. Most of her friends have passed away, and even though she lives with my sister for part of the year, she still feels lonely without my father, her friends, and her parents and siblings who are gone. With the Labor Day holiday coming up, she said she would love to do something different from the normal routine of her life.