Story Go Round 02/12/2002, round 1, #3


Grandad sunk his spade into the soil. The well was started. I helped out as best I could. He needed a new well, too, after the winter we barely survived. It was so cold the ice wouldn't melt in the bucket until after John used a special preparation on it. He wouldn't say what it was made out of, but he got a healthy satisfaction in preparing it. And when he was happy, I was happy.

Amber is purple; John is pink; Alan is blue; Terry is orange; Eileen is green