Yesterday, Karl and I went to the Fountain Park Family Restaurant on 8th Street in Sheboygan. We especially enjoy the homemade soups at our favorite restaurants. Where I sat, I saw a Christmas tree that was also reflected in a nearby mirror. A group of young people from a music program asked to sing carols in the restaurant. Their music brought tears to my eyes. Quiet drive back to Oostburg. When I was looking through my mother’s papers, after her passing in 2004, I learned that she had given a speech somewhere on 8th street long ago. She loved English literature and composition.