And The Beat Goes On
May seemed to quickly turn into June as we began the Summer of 1973. Frank would take classes both Summer Semesters and work two jobs while I worked steadily fixing up our spare room into a Nursery. Frank and I did not have money to buy furniture for our baby’s room. The Preacher and his wife at the Methodist Church in Van Vleck gave us a very used baby bed. We acquired an old table from my Grandmother and an antique wooden rocking chair. Frank’s Mom gave us his baby chest. The crib was in excellent shape, so all I did was clean and disinfected it. I painted the table and...
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