I have no idea what everyone is doing in this pic, but I' think E.F. Hutton must have said something by the way they are all listening so intently. Or maybe they were getting directions on the rules for the golf game.
Susan, you were the middle child and caught between keeping up and leading. When you were born, like most kids, you had just peach fuzz for hair but it never came in until you were close to two years old. Your mom would put bonnets on you all the time to keep your perfect little head from getting sun burned. But look at that great head of hair now - so did I embarrass you enough or should I go on?
Happy Birthday Susan!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
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