I used to work for Wally Hartwell and his son Laythe. I would maintain equipment and keep tools in their proper place for the Meter Co. One day I made some smart-ass response to Laythe, and he told me "You're just like your mother." That is the nicest thing he has ever said to me. It made my day, and it makes me smile every time I think about it. I think I'm a lot like my mom. I don't think that from what I remember about my mom, but what people say about my mom. It seems boastful to compare myself to her, because she had such great qualities, so I'll leave that to someone else, and hope I have some of those qualities that I admire.
Another day, Laythe told me that my mom always had brownies, or some other baked treats in the house.
Janet Althaus told me that my mom spoiled me. One day my mom was making chocolate covered marshmallow eggs. She even made her own marshmallow. She gave me the spoon she was using to mix the chocolate, and let me lick it. Adam came and said he wanted a spoon too. She told him she only had one, and to go away.
Janet told me all of that, I only remember the marshmallow eggs.
-Nick
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