May God bless you and your...
I grew up just down the street from "Ada Cooper Miller's greenhouse." I loved going with my mom to visit and pick out some plants and flowers. I can still smell the pungent flower-and-fresh potting soil aroma that would enter the nose as soon as the greenhouse door swung open. "Ada Cooper Miller" was pleasant and smiling in her apron. (We always seemed to say Ada's full name when we talked of going to see her---I don't know why we said all three of her names, except that they just seemed to...
Kathy
March 02, 2015


