Where ever I go she is always there, I always say Hi.
There was no Nan in the moon, that I could see, she must be traveling…. Safe travels, to everyone….!
Nan in the exchange district, dancing to the beats on a hot August night…. Carnival festival….
It’s Thursday morning, we’re driving Dad & Gwen to Fargo to catch a plane. Nan followed us all the way to the US border.