[Bobbie]

My daughter, whom you see to the left, was with me at home during the winter one year when she was 5 - she is now 22. To keep her busy little self occupied I asked to go outside and get a piece of wood for the fireplace from the wood stacked in the rack on the back porch. She tottled on off and was gone for longer than she should have been. Suddenly she came in the back door with 3 or 4 good size pieces of wood that she could hardly carry. I asked her how in the world she managed to get all that wood. She said, "oh it was easy, I was on one side and my angel was on the other and he just pushed it to me." Well, what could I say but, "oh, that's good dear." I never discouraged her from believing in anything just because I couldn't see it.