Moving on into the years of forced adulting

I decided to write about my connections to fiber.

My earliest experiances was with COTTON,

then NYLON,

now at age 78 I mostly deal in Raisin Bran or Honey Bunches of Oats if you get my drift.

I have written mostly about my childhood expriences with all the ups and downs of life in the poor lane while living and loving every minute of it.

I'm moving into the years of my forced adulting.

1959..........

A year filled with things like Prom, senior trip to Washington, DC, final exams and graduation night when W. S. Neal Principal T.G. Price handed me my diploma as those days of childhood came crumb...