Memory from Christine Elizabeth English

Jo and Bill Stewart were best friends with my parents. So naturally their children Joni and Roger were best friends with my sister and me. Number # One I would have to say many times over and over Thank you, Thank you for my job at Corning Glass Works. 36 working yrs. until I retired in 2013. I loved going to Joni's house as we would go next door to see Grandma Yeaples and watch her homemade bread rise in the back room. If you were lucky to be there after it was cooked you could smell the warm bread cooking and then eat it hot. Grandma Yeaples always had on an apron. Jo and Bill were great card players and my parents were one of the couples that played cards with them. I remember camping with them at the race track. Anytime I went to Jo and Bill's home they would always make me fell like I was at home. I would sometimes go home with Joni after school on the bus and spend the night. We would go to Tuckers barn and the tucker boys milking the cows would always squirt us with cows milk. Back then the cows were milked by hand. ( Does that mean Joni and I are getting old?) LOL I'll never forget on Oct. 9th 1970 the day my dad was killed in a airplane accident. Who came and spent hours with my Mom and my sister and I. Jo Stewart did. You were just there for us for days. You answered phone calls,answered the door, marked the food dishes coming into the house. Made decisions while my Mom laid down. I love you Jo for all the love you have given me and my family all through the years. Please forgive me for not always making the time to visit you. I love you.