In the Rainbow

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Once Dad graduated from law school, we were on our way to what I imagined would be a normal life. We moved to a small town in a lovely sub-division called “The Rainbow,” and despite not yet having seen The Wizard of Oz, I assumed we were over the rainbow in the beautiful Technicolor world.

During the short time my sister and I lived in the Rainbow, we managed to have several crazy adventures.  As you may remember, we were not well-supervised ever by the egg donor Mary.  One thing we enjoyed doing was going out to the wheat field behind our house and putting up wheat plants until we had created a long path and a small room.  We would go out there and play by the hour.  I have often wondered what the farmer thought when he tried to harvest that field.

Another enjoyable activity for us was to stomp on bees.  Yes, you read correctly.  We loved having them stinging our bare feet.  It was a really weird thing to do; however, our mother paid absolutely no attention to two little girls (ages 5 and 7) who had dozens of bee stings on their feet at night.  I just hope that in the future, the bee sting is proven to provide immunity from some serious malady.

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