Monthly Archives: December 2003

Audrey: Everything is going just right. I had a nice visit with Belinda. She looks good. Belinda wants to be a surgeon. Dr. Belinda Bradley, surgeon. Doesn’t that sound great? I said “go ahead and study, use it for all its worth”. I’m so happy for Belinda. She found what she wants to do in life.

I sat in the “boring chair” for a while at Crystal’s house, but I was glad I didn’t sit there too long! Everybody laughs about the “boring chair” as I called it. I eat a lot now. I’ve got my (large print) books to read. This (companion) chair is worth its weight in gold. I’m busy every minute. I go up and down the aisle.

Audrey: Amber. She comes here often! She’s jumping around here getting everything in order. She straightens out my clothes. She makes sure I have everything I need. I haven’t forgotten what she looks like! (Laughter)

Audrey: It is snowing outside. It is beautiful. So pretty.  The snow is piling up. It is snowing like the dickens. I have four little drawers and one is to keep papers. I can always tell when my (artistic display) stand has been looked at. The page left open has been changed. I love my little chair. I call it my other self.

Audrey: I’m having a good time with my books. I always get around to everything that’s happening, bingo, etc. There is always something going on in this building. Old friends now are all here! We all get to talk in the dining room. Everything is lovely here. We have a lot of reminiscing to do! Everything is going along fine. Vivian, my neighbor, is out most of the time with her walker. I’m just reading and packing and trying to get rid of paper. I hate to throw out things for fear I’ll throw out something I need. I have some books from the library. I’ve told you that we need to read a book three or four times to really understand it, so that is what I am doing.  There is just a little snow here now.

Aunt Mandy, Aunt Rachael, MaryJane Vaughn Spencer and child Edith Anna

She always had a nose in a book. She more or less educated herself. We had an old fashioned locked desk where there were two or three shelves full of books. I remember the one room schoolhouses. They were like little boxes over the hill.

Aunt Mandy was a teacher. Bible was her lesson. Aunt Mandy was the ancestor that saved post cards. I have two handled baskets here with post cards. I was going to college when Aunt Mandy died. You go straight down toward East Greenwich and that was where Aunt Mandy’s house was. The house is gone now.