A day at the circus, sort of.
Yesterday a small pitiful circus was in a nearby town called Au Gres, Mich. (pronounced Aw Grey) Marilyn had obtained free passes to this circus and the two kids were eagerly anticipating a glorious experience. The passes entitled the bearer and two children free entry, the way I read them. Ivy was doing her best imitation of Marilyn the preceding day, and I threatened to take D.J. to the circus and leave Ivy home, if she didn’t mend her ways. She announced that, were she and I present at the... Sign in to see full entry.