May God bless you and your...
Mr Hostad and family,
One of my fondest memories of Mrs. Hostad was the morning I had the privlage of watching her call the horses in from the pasture. With a can of grain in hand she strolled to the back door and yelled,"horses, horses"! Up came all the heads, with the thunder of hooves the steeds came a running. It was then and there I decided I wanted to be just like her! Forty three years later, not a time does not go by that I do not think of that morning as I call to my own from...
Natalie Montambo'Bishop
July 26, 2012 | Union, MI