Mother's Letters...and Mine by Joyce Davis

It was a Norman Rockwell sort of life…for a time. Harry Holt, an Oregon farmer, went to Korea and saw the need for an adoption agency. Mother had a need for more children. When the Holts and mother got together fireworks happened. It was a time of joy, of gratitude, of happy Christmases, of picnics, of first grades and second and thirds, until disaster struck. Flowers on the cover, for Mom. Zinnias, an old fashioned flower. They remind me of her. Here’s to you mom.