tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521862538481138998.post355066418164272874..comments2024-02-23T05:18:43.010-05:00Comments on A Keeper's Jackpot: Then and NowA Keeper's Jackpothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07489344864329321964noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521862538481138998.post-65486580772249639512008-09-02T10:03:00.000-04:002008-09-02T10:03:00.000-04:00The pics you chose are terrific :) One Christmas ...The pics you chose are terrific :) One Christmas all I really cared about getting was a telescope and a microscope, and I got both, and I got a LOT more use out of the crappy microscope than the crappy telescope. Seemed like little things made big were a lot more interesting than big things made only slightly closer. My favorite things to look at under it were feathers. I also grew up to a job peering into one, except at a veterinary hospital. And still couldn't resist occasionally looking at feathers under it (so much bigger than the one I had with the mirror as a kid!)Deanna Lackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17480571317311122702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521862538481138998.post-41690838365914770032008-08-26T07:12:00.000-04:002008-08-26T07:12:00.000-04:00Thank you for sharing these parts of your life. S...Thank you for sharing these parts of your life. Sounds like your mother was connected to you as a young person and not the "your to be seen not heard" type. She shared "life" experiences with and for you.<BR/><BR/>~LilyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521862538481138998.post-89521409341195563622008-08-26T07:09:00.000-04:002008-08-26T07:09:00.000-04:00Nice post! I like how these things made their way...Nice post! I like how these things made their way to adulthood with you. :)AWJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11281016192885390352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521862538481138998.post-14263418964038263142008-08-26T00:49:00.000-04:002008-08-26T00:49:00.000-04:00Cute post! I too had a small microscope that I'd ...Cute post! I too had a small microscope that I'd look at everything with, however my path led me to counseling where I guess you could say I use a different type of microscope.Mama Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03554330647164025166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521862538481138998.post-14774324396537024342008-08-25T22:23:00.000-04:002008-08-25T22:23:00.000-04:00great post - now I feel I know you a little better...great post - now I feel I know you a little better. I couldn't think of one special thing, but I'll never forget reading with my mom before I went to bed, and then listening to her play the piano when the lights were off.storybeaderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02401051545867204851noreply@blogger.com