Two years. I went to AR in December, then went to see you the following April. Frank was wallowing on the floor then...Ash was always looking for a handout, and you were still trying to get used to Anoreth being in the coast guard. I could check my journals, but it is time consuming. I don’t recall where I put them...I write in so many places...
And Tom was still a short (to me) person.
OK.
I decided I’m not feeling well enough to make and decorate cakes with the boys. They can eat all the other kids’ cakes, and we’ll make them here for some other occasion, such as a visit from Auntie ‘Face.