From My Earliest Memory: Peek Into My Past

When looking back over my eighty-six years, it is hard to imagine that those years are behind me. I thank God for every one. Many told stories that only I can tell. I wish there were more years spent with my two daughters, for they grew up so fast. In writing my autobiography, God has given me remembrance of the past. I pray that this true story will hold dear to my daughters’ (Christy and Lori’s) hearts, giving them a little map of their heritage. There were many bumps in the road, but God had straightened them all out.