Where to begin?
Baby Maura was born into a family that is very close and dear to my heart. Maura’s father’s mother “Donna Sue” was and still is one of my very best friends. In fact we say we are sisters and who would ever know differently unless we told them? I am still having a hard time calling her grandmother, can you tell? She is only 2 years older than me and I surely can’t be old enough to be a grandmother, can I? Donna Sue and I grew up with one house separating us, on a dead end street, on Lookout Mountain in Ft. Payne Alabama. Many great memories of my childhood were made with Donna Sue. One major memory was the morning I was riding to school with her and the power steering went out on her dad’s truck, mind you we were going down Beeson’s Gap, and if you have ever driven on it you know how steep and winding it is. She managed to get the truck under control and us to safety, but we have never forgotten how scarey it was. I could sit here and write a book about our experiences together, but you’re really here to see her adorable grandbaby Maura, so enjoy looking at her sweet toes and fingers, her first two teeth and those HUGE beautiful blue eyes that look so much like her……. well, grandmother’s…… “Donna Sue”! Love you Sis!