"The little words of Inez" was a fun little gift that a wonderful friend brought me from Paris. A small jar with tiny fortune cookie-like quotes in French about life and fashion, it was cute and colorful, and simply unexpected.
But, the astonishing thing was that she gifted it to me the day my grandmother Inez passed away. She didn't know at the time, either, and I couldn't bear to tell her for fear of starting to cry right in the middle of Flour.
So off I went, back to Minnesota.
But, the astonishing thing was that she gifted it to me the day my grandmother Inez passed away. She didn't know at the time, either, and I couldn't bear to tell her for fear of starting to cry right in the middle of Flour.
So off I went, back to Minnesota.
Our plane was delayed due to the take-off of Air Force One! (you can see it taking off just above the "s" in "airways")
Boston Harbor Islands
My grandmother was quite the woman.
Tropical flowers for a lady that loved Hawaii.
A gin and tonic for grandma at the officer's club.
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