Thurs. Fair hot.
We all went to Patricia Ann & Ron's today at Whitesburg today. Edith with us too. It was a hard trip.
Footnote: Patricia Ann is her niece, Edith's daughter - that's me. Ron was my husband of two years then and we lived in a mobile home that was parked behind the radio station in Whitesburg Kentucky. What a way to start!!!. It was about an hour's drive over the mountain so I hope that is what she thought was hard. It was a hard place to be living - dirty and dreary - . We moved that year in the fall to Richmond, Ky. when Ron decided he wanted to go to college at Eastern Kentucky, while I supported us working as a social worker for the state. We had the trailer moved onto the campus and he went to school every day and worked at the radio station on the weekend . I worked every day and took classes on Saturday. We did that for a year and he was called to a job in Louisville, Ky. So we packed that trailer again and moved to a trailer park in Louisville. I transferred with the state to a social work position in Louisville. Eventually we bought a house in Louisville. I loved living in Louisville. So that is the story of the Mobile home.
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