There was a girl who grew up on Little Leatherwood with our family; she lived up the creek from us. She was a friend of my older siblings but I'd heard of Margie (Adams) Whitaker all my life. Neal had a big crush on her when he was a little boy. :-) He and Toots recently found out that she is in a nursing home in Elizabethtown. When he e-mailed and asked if I'd like to go see her, I immediately agreed. So, on September 7, Donna drove Toots to Bardstown so we could all meet at Neal's house and drive together. Donna went back to Nicholasville; Toots, Neal, and I went to E-town. As we started back toward Margie's room at the home, we asked an aide where it was and told her who we were looking for. She pointed to the little woman in the wheelchair she was pushing and assured us that was indeed Margie since neither of them recognized her; they hadn't seen her in about 60 years! We sat out front and talked for quite a while. She remembered lots of things from their youth and seemed to enjoy the visit.
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