I have no pictures today. I am thankful for my "Auntie Lou". Her name was Mary Louise Kephart. She died when I was in my early teens as I remember. I could not find a picture of her. She was my fathers sister. She is the one who introduced me to books. She bought me books at every possible time. She encouraged her nieces to read and I fell in love with it at an early age. She was a single lady who suffered from diabetes. I think she was in her later 30's when she died. Maybe 40's I don't remember. I still have a lot of the books she gave him and some I have passed on to grandchildren and to my grandniece Caroline. I sent her the horse series by Margaurite Henry. I think I had all of them. Carrie read them and I know she will cherish them like I did. I am so thankful for a caring Auntie that gave me a lifelong passion for reading.
Not much else today.
Remember: Every man has his own destiny, the only imperative is to follow it, to accept it, no matter where it leads him. Henry Miller