tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7796824163060264621.post5836350022628202456..comments2023-05-02T04:46:44.390-05:00Comments on Dishin' With Dawndi: The Time I Took Years off of my Parents' LivesDawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15277795392845529201noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7796824163060264621.post-43174178871437140332011-04-11T18:12:52.489-05:002011-04-11T18:12:52.489-05:00Whoa, Sis! I remember that...even though I was pr...Whoa, Sis! I remember that...even though I was probably 5 or 6. I have had random memories of this event without understanding what it was until I read this. Dad was wearing a white t-shirt. Everyone was agitated and had flashlights. Everyone was yelling your name. Scary! Don't ya know we should ALWAYS listen to Sam?! ; )Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03318682509971939638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7796824163060264621.post-77477396384870868902011-04-08T21:25:23.741-05:002011-04-08T21:25:23.741-05:00Wow, Dawn. I don't remember hearing about tha...Wow, Dawn. I don't remember hearing about that. Sure glad those people were good 'cause I luv ya. Aunt PamAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03320550991665465574noreply@blogger.com