> My Daughter Dana made me join Facebook so we could play Scrabulous
> (Scrabble) online together.
>
> My High School Graduation Class of 1966 found me there...they have a
> group established on Facebook. What a hoot! Oh my Goddess....we
> voted to have a high school reunion every 5 years... what a bunch of
> partying fools. But I only ever made it to one reunion...it's a ways
> to go for me...about 1200 miles. And no direct air service. So.....
> the first thing somebody says to me is, "It's almost May 1st. I
> always think about you, Ann on May 1st." Well this is kinda a long
> story......
>
> To begin with, my high school graduation class includes an awful lot
> of people that I started out in kindergarten with....it was a *very*
> small town that I went to school in. And to further enlighten you,
> when I was a small child I shared my bedroom with my invalid Great-
> Aunt Hildegarde...a very dour German Lutheran Lady who brooked no
> nonsense. And it was *her* idea that I should take May Baskets to all
> of my school friends on May Day. Well, in my rural backwater ...

> My Daughter Dana made me join Facebook so we could play Scrabulous
> (Scrabble) online together.
>
> My High School Graduation Class of 1966 found me there...they have a
> group established on Facebook. What a hoot! Oh my Goddess....we
> voted to have a high school reunion every 5 years... what a bunch of
> partying fools. But I only ever made it to one reunion...it's a ways
> to go for me...about 1200 miles. And no direct air service. So.....
> the first thing somebody says to me is, "It's almost May 1st. I
> always think about you, Ann on May 1st." Well this is kinda a long
> story......
>
> To begin with, my high school graduation class includes an awful lot
> of people that I started out in kindergarten with....it was a *very*
> small town that I went to school in. And to further enlighten you,
> when I was a small child I shared my bedroom with my invalid Great-
> Aunt Hildegarde...a very dour German Lutheran Lady who brooked no
> nonsense. And it was *her* idea that I should take May Baskets to all ...

> awwwwwww, Annie, how could the kids not appreciate your little May
> baskets?  
> I think THEY are weird.
>
> I lived in Las Vegas, and what was probly the first time my sis and I
> were ever taken to Sunday School on Easter the church ladies gave us
> woven little construction paper strip baskets, filled with violets?? I
> don't recall, some kind of little wildflower that wilted before we got
> back home.  I thought it was a lovely experience.  I loved flowers.
> Maybe what we got was clovers?  The only other  flowers I can recall in
> Vegas were cactus flowers
> RiBbons must have made really pretty baskets.  Calif  has all sorts of
> beaautiful flowers.  May Day  in Memphis had every shrub in bloom, and
> lots of flowers. in lots of gardens...

> GeoAnnie wrote:

>> My Daughter Dana made me join Facebook so we could play Scrabulous
>> (Scrabble) online together.

>

>> My High School Graduation Class of 1966 found me there...they have a
>> group established on Facebook.  What a hoot!  Oh my Goddess....we
>> voted to have a high school reunion every 5 years... what a bunch of
>> partying fools.  But I only ever made it to one reunion...it's a ways
>> to go for me...about 1200 miles.  And no direct air service.  So.....
>> the first thing somebody says to me is,  "It's almost May 1st.  I
>> always think about you, Ann on May 1st."  Well this is kinda a long
>> story......

>

>> To begin with, my high school graduation class includes an awful lot
>> of people that I started out in kindergarten with....it was a *very*
>> small town that I went to school in.  And to further enlighten you,
>> when I was a small child I shared my bedroom with my invalid Great-
>> Aunt Hildegarde...a very dour German Lutheran Lady who brooked no
>> nonsense.  And it was *her* idea that I should take May Baskets to all ...

> GeoAnnie wrote:

>> My Daughter Dana made me join Facebook so we could play Scrabulous
>> (Scrabble) online together.

>

>> My High School Graduation Class of 1966 found me there...they have a
>> group established on Facebook.  What a hoot!  Oh my Goddess....we
>> voted to have a high school reunion every 5 years... what a bunch of
>> partying fools.  But I only ever made it to one reunion...it's a ways
>> to go for me...about 1200 miles.  And no direct air service.  So.....
>> the first thing somebody says to me is,  "It's almost May 1st.  I
>> always think about you, Ann on May 1st."  Well this is kinda a long
>> story......

>

>> To begin with, my high school graduation class includes an awful lot
>> of people that I started out in kindergarten with....it was a *very*
>> small town that I went to school in.  And to further enlighten you,
>> when I was a small child I shared my bedroom with my invalid Great-
>> Aunt Hildegarde...a very dour German Lutheran Lady who brooked no
>> nonsense.  And it was *her* idea that I should take May Baskets to all ...

> My Daughter Dana made me join Facebook so we could play Scrabulous
> (Scrabble...

> Great post Annie! I can just see you, poor thing, being driven about to
> deliver your May baskets. How wonderful to be remembered by your classmates
> lo these many decades later.
>
> It is not a custom down here in Texoma, but I once had an English beau who
> would hang a pretty May basket of flowers and chocolates on my door knob. I
> thought it was a lovely idea.
>
> "GeoAnnie" gmail.com> wrote in message
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>
>

>> My Daughter Dana made me join Facebook so we could play Scrabulous
>> (Scrabble) online together.

>

>> My High School Graduation Class of 1966 found me there...they have a
>> group established on Facebook.  What a hoot!  Oh my Goddess....we ...

>
>    I loved it!
>
>    In France, they have a custom of giving friends a bunch of Lily of
> the valley on Mayday. My French friend grows it in her Scottish garden
> just so that she can make those wee bunches and take them round all her
> friends.
>
>    In our family, my grandmother taught all the girls to follow a very
> old rural custom, of get up early on Mayday , go outside and wash their
> faces in fresh dew; to bring good fortune and guarantee a lifetime of
> lovely skin.
>
>    Janet.- Hide quoted text -
>