My grandfather always bought me a huge box of colors WITH the sharpener. I was always flaunting that in front of my friends with 48 colors!
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Year Number 48 . . .and counting
Okay.... so for the past 48 YEARS I have gone back to school in the fall. I actually remember my very first year, roses cut for the teacher carefully wrapped in a wet paper towel and then tinfoil, white turned down socks and white sandals and a little blue gingham dress embroidered by my mother's college roommate and dearest friend. Do I remember? or is it the photo I recall? I only know I have really loved every back to school morning and usually can't sleep the night before.