pinkhairthing

My curious and eager readers,
In 1945, after serving in WWII for 4 years, my uncle Corney Crowley was discharged in Muskokie, OK. My aunt Eleanor took the train from Marinette to Muskokie, where they were reunited and married. They travelled back together and began their family. And so the Crowleys are not okies from Muskokie, but we are connected to the town, and it is a pretty irresistible song. However, I cannot be expected to know all the words, because I drink a lot at these functions. And there is wild dancing, so you miss lyrics because of the mayhem. I am fuzzy andwarm in my cozy belief that you will all forgive me. I need more time to think about the prizes. I'll keep you, literally, posted.
Best regards,
pb