Clara's Corner: LISA IS HOME....FROM ROME, ITALY

Thursday, June 10, 2010

LISA IS HOME....FROM ROME, ITALY

Beth and Beverly guessed correctly....Judy, You weren't very far off location. Here's two more pictures. I'm sure she has lots more for me to see. The first one is the name of their Hotel.

Lucas and his "famous" wallet. Ryan bought one first and when they got back to the hotel, Lucas decided he wanted one. They couldn't find the store where it was purchased.....and walked all over Rome one day and finally found the place. That's the reason Lucas looks so happy!

3 comments:

Diary From Africa said...: Looks like an exciting trip ... and a great wallet, too - so glad they found their way back to the shop ! Hope that you are keeping well :); 4:51 PM
Mountain Mama said...: What a cute picture! I remember how important little things like a wallet were to my own boys. Lucas looks like he is a very happy boy.; 10:47 PM
Anonymous said...: Rome! How wonderful! Can't wait to see more photos.
Patricia; 5:07 PM

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WHERE I'M FROM........

I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!