Easter is coming up...

Here is a story that I wrote for Crafting with Lillie Mae's Newsletter..

I thought I would share it with all of my readers.

Do you have an Angel story to tell?

"Skip to my Lou"...or in Miss Pitty Pat's case, across two lanes of traffic.

My story.. when I was a wee tot of about 5 yrs my aunt was in the Navy. She was away in the service.. She came home from Germany and she brought her car home with her. Now there is a bit of confusion here on my part .... I was always told it was a VW. But my older Brother says it was a Renault. All I know is it was built different than American cars. I think my Aunt at the time was the only person in the State of Ks to own a VW or a Renault. Most people had never seen this type of car. My aunt use to get this huge laugh.. she would pull up in the service station and ask them to check her oil. She would pop the bonnet and the attendant would slam it down really fast and run to her window and say lady someone stole your engine. Well we all know that the engine for a Bug is behind :) She would get such a kick out of that.

Well me and this little car had a disagreement one afternoon. Aunt was driving down this highway doing about 55 mph toward home. Mom was in the front passenger seat and brother was in the back seat next to me. Well if you are old enough to remember the door handles worked opposite.. than the American door handles. I still can not remember to this day which way they worked.. You either had to pull up on the handle to lock it or that way opened it.. I am so old now I have forgotten. My aunt asked me to lock the door so I would not fall out. Guess what.. yep you guessed it instead of locking the door.. I opened it.. out I went flying lickity split across the two lanes of traffic. Brother says everyone in the car was shocked because all they could see was me rolling into the gutter. My Aunt turned white and mom started screaming... yes you guessed it brother was laughing his butt off and yelling hey I want to do that it looks like fun. The next thing I remember is waking up at the ER with all the penguins standing around me!! Yes it is a catholic Hospital. Aunt, Mom and Dr were all shocked that I didn't have any broken bones.. but I came through it with just a few scratches and bruises... I had an angel on my shoulder that day for sure.. I keep telling my family I can't drive 55. and they all know what I'm talking about :)

Alright this is my story and I'm sticking to it :)
M