Clela Gibson Post

I can't help but be happy and a little jealous of the fun you and Mr. Post are having now. You will always hold a very special place in my heart as well as in the hearts of my siblings and a hundred neighborhood kids that adopted you and Mr. Post as Grandparents. Remember waving every morning from your breakfast table when we left for school? Whenever I see Werthers candies, back yard patios with astroturf or small white iron furniture, Hummel figurines, sparkly ceilings, metal drip pans...