tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319926884429679355.post5869921964394979389..comments2023-07-12T10:01:48.727-05:00Comments on Forty Pound Sack: Happy Memorial Day!Forty Pound Sackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16532270470379845645noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319926884429679355.post-34563476245098777122011-05-30T18:33:43.989-05:002011-05-30T18:33:43.989-05:00You have a precious little girl and it seems that ...You have a precious little girl and it seems that you have her pointed in the right direction. I enjoy reading your blog.DDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01912324534961704540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319926884429679355.post-56161956626545564402011-05-30T12:20:40.467-05:002011-05-30T12:20:40.467-05:00our girl sounds like a sweetheart. Thank you for ...our girl sounds like a sweetheart. Thank you for the comment yesterday. I have had a lot of bumps in my life as you can imagine, since I have lived for 81 years. One thing I never dreamed would happen was to have a child (grown man now)turn against me but I have never raised a child that turned onto an alcoholic. Alcohol broke his marriage. He claims to have stopped drinking according to his kids. I never lectured him about drinking until I knew his wife was about leaving. After she left we continued to talk just fine and one day I got the nastiest E-mail from him. The last time I saw him was was 19 years, ago when he was still with his wife and he came back to be pallbearer for his half brother, my son by a previous marriage. I got pretty well reconciled that I would never see him again while I was alive, then his face was the first one I saw on FB 2 days ago and it flooded memories back. Try not to let that happen again.Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02272388069537746789noreply@blogger.com