Dear Folks, Thinking about the 5 and 10, I just remembered a more embarassing childhood incident. I was probably only about 5 years old at the time and this time both my mother and father took me along with them to the 5 & 10 while they shopped. As usual I dawdled along behind them only this time I completely lost sight of both my parents. I ran up one aisle and down the aisle looking for them and when I realized that I was all alone in the world without them, I started to cry. The more I cried, the louder I cried. Finally my parents found me, hugged me and were able to eventually convince me that there wasn't anything to cry about any more. The three of us went home together, I was happy and that's the end of the story, right? WRONG! Apparently I had looked so pathetic when they found me, my father teased me for years by calling my "Losty in the 5 and 10." Sheesh, don't parents know that their kids have sensitive feelings? However, there's a bright side to the story. Even though Daddy continued to embarrass me, I eventually figured out that when he teased me, he was remembering a sweet moment in my young life.

Oh Vee, how cute this stories are, and what memories they bring to us "older folks" who know what a 5 and 50 cent store was. I, too, got lost in one. I mean they were B-I-G stores for a little country girl. Vividly remember one year doing Christmas shopping in Grants. I had a whole dollar I'd earned and with it bought gifts for my whole family, though it was especially hard shopping for my next older sister cause it seems she was constantly "hanging around" watching me. I probably kept telling her to "quit it" and "get out of here", as I know she loved to tease me back then. My, my what great, fun memories. Ones that bring a big smile to me this morning. Thanks Vee !!!