Pappa Hardy's Musings on Life.

Today is my one and only brother’s (from my family) birthday.

It was so fun to have them here in Utah not too long ago.  I have lots of memories that we share in common.  We both shared the same bedroom.  One night, we were downstairs reading when we heard my mother yell at us.  You must understand that we would read until all hours of the night, which at times irriated my mom.  Anyway, she yelled down the stairs, that we shouldn’t plan on going to sleep without reading.  She got it all screwed up, when she wanted to yell that we should get right to sleep.  Ah , mothers!!  They are so wonderful.