Picking 4 Leaf Clovers on Cherry Street

I remember spending hours on a summer evening in the backyard on Cherry

Street in Nevada searching for a four leaf clover. I would search and search and so enjoyed it! I was 5 or 6 and all by myself. On Friday afternoon I was waiting for our neighbor to get home from Kansas City. When I saw his car coming down the street I would jump up and run to Martha and announce Mack was home! Then the weekend of fun started, coffee with 7 teaspoons of sugar, blueberry muffins and Coco Puffs! No one was there to take a picture, the memory is forever stored in my thoughts.

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