Debbie Duckworth

Polaroids fade and memories do too, but I'll always have memories of summers at home.  Debbie Duckworth was my neighbor friend in our second house.  She was the only girl in a family of 7 or so boys. . . and there wasn't anything she couldn't do.  I remember walking the tracks and riding bikes.  My sister Terry, Debbie & I would ride her horse Queenie.  Queenie was a huge work horse and we all 3 would fit on her at the same time.  Queenie was such a good horse that looked like a buffalo.  We played board games and swam in the pool.  I once cut Debbie's hair when she was a varsity cheerleader.  She had straight, thick, pretty hair.  I thought I did a good job, but boy was her Mother mad!  

-Memories from the 1960s.