Dear Folks, Early this evening my phone rang and he cheerfully announced that he was John who was calling me. I had to think for a minute. Was it my brother John who lives in Texas? Was it possibly John who mows my lawn. No, he had to explain that he was John from next door. In an instant I knew what he meant. John is the father of my next door neighbor Ken. Well that perked up my ears and he immediately told me that he and his wife Pattie wanted to bring me over a Mother's Day dinner. Well, you can't argue with that! :-) In a few minutes both of them came over loaded with lots of goodies. First was a large paper plate filled sky high with baked beans, macaroni salad, 2 grilled large spicy hot dogs and two hamburgers. I estimated that the one plate will make six dinners for me to put into my freezer. Along with the plate was a paper bag holding two hot dog buns and two Kaiser hamburger buns. Don't worry, I'll freeze them and enjoy them. In addition was a foil-wrapped package with two nice chunks of Italian or Polish sausage. But the final piece de resistance was the dessert. It was a large serving of moist strawberry cake topped with vanilla icing. Oh my goodness, they had brought me enough food for me to enjoy for a week! What made it all so special is that I've never been a mother and of course I've never been a grandmother or a great-grandmother. My own mother has been gone for over thirty years and since then I've joined in Mother's Day celebrations of my sister Norma and my niece Deb. But this Mother's Day felt like my own Mother's Day celebration. Just for me, a non-mother. How nice that felt! vee