Ruth Rollins

Ruthie was a my mother's cousin. Mom was part owner of a camp next to Ruthie and Paul's. They had a wonderful sand pile just for their son Donnie to play cars in. Donnie and my brother (who was about 10 mos. older) spent hours playing together. I would come over sometimes and make a horse farm in the sand. Ruthie would not be far away inside the camp and would yell out the window at Tom. She was very protective of Donnie but adored Tom also. We've had many laughs over those precious...