Thursday, July 01, 2010

Oh July, you lovely girl

I love it when people pause after hearing my last name and ask me if by any chance my mother was Betty Groth, or my father Edward Groth.  It doesn't happen all the time but when it does, a story usually follows and I get to learn just a bit more about the two wonderful people I knew as Mom and Dad.

It happened this afternoon.  I'm smiling.


Velvet Sacks said...

I bet you are smiling! Any stories about your mom and dad are bound to be happy ones.

Anonymous said...

and this is how they live on forever.

Anonymous said...

It is a wonderful feeling, isn't it?!

ghost said...

that's a nice legacy.