Patti And The Briefcase

“Please Mother, write what happened when you and Dad were in Canada. Write it all out so I can have it.” And so this book was born made as a gift to our daughter. I felt I remembered every word every detail because the summer of ’53 had burned itself into my memory never to be erased. The incidents that seem particularly amusing now, were extremely painful at the time. Some were intensely embarrassing. I told them to no one.
I am no longer that shy farm girl from Central Oregon. Now I am happy to share with you the way my God was always there when needed, and how He used unexpected ways to solve unexpected problems.