Friday, March 20, 2009

Hello to all,
My sister had a strange habit of talking about nothing, something, and everything all at once. Generally it started with a subject, then diverged into several contingency paths. By the time my parents got tired of it, it was a full out rambling rant that would make us all laugh. Long ago, my dad decided this practice of strange storytelling, was "Heathering." So, in my wonderful sister's honor, this site is dedicated to her. Tell a story, write a note, Heather (verb tense) on till your heart warms. It is my hope that discussing the stories of her, which made her so special to us all, our hearts will begin to heal. We miss you Heffer.

Skylor

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This is Heathering...

This is Heathering...

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Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Pop's Birthday


A year ago on the occasion of Pop's 99th birthday, Heather and her family invited us to take a ride on the Metro so Pop could see some of the places he used to work. We had a wonderful day. He enjoyed it a great deal. Today as we celebrate his 100th birthday, I think of that day and what it must have meant to him. I know he misses having her here for the big celebration.

Betty

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