Little purple pansies, touched with yellow gold,
Growing in one corner of the garden old
We are very tiny but must try, try, try
Just one spot to gladden, you and I.

In whatever corner we may chance to grow,
Whether cold or warm the wind may ever blow,
Dark the day or sunny, we must try, try, try
Just one spot to gladden, you and I.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Notable Sister Cowles

Grandma shared today that she was impressed that a couple of young women came up at a farewell party yesterday and said Hi to her by name (Sis. Cowles). She didn't recognize them by name but realized she had probably taught them in the nursery and was delighted that they remembered her by name. When she got home and went to change her clothes, she discovered that she had still been wearing the nametag received at the hearing loss meeting held before the farewell. No wonder they remembered her.

The rest of the story: they were both the daughters of the woman we were saying good by to! She just hadn't recognized them because they were now grown women! They didn't need a nametag to remember Sis. Cowles!

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