I remember going next door to call on my friend  Rose Marie, and if I got the timing right

and it was always breakfast time, Enid would offer me a piece of toast, with BUTTER. 

We only had margarine a home. This is when she first became a nurse. 

She always had a smile for me.   Enid also took care of my younger brother when

he was in hospital.     God Bless

If possible I would love to hear from Marie. My email is lyndaflynn12@gmail.com

Love to all Lynda