I've lived in Oregon for over forty-five years, but if you ask me who I am in my heart, I'd have to say I'm still a southern girl from New Orleans. I guess you never lose those early roots. I also grew up during a time when life was much simpler. No stores were open on Sunday because that was a day for church and family. Christmas meant getting one main toy. I could ride my bicycle safely many blocks from home. A nickel candy bar was five inches long. Movies weren't rated because they were all made for family viewing. And TV was in its infancy so we found other more exciting things to do. Maybe this book will give you a snapshot back in time and a glimpse into the various escapades and misadventures of one little girl growing up in New Orleans in the 1940s and 50s. Fully Indexed.