Letters From Listeners

When my three children were small, their father (my husband) would travel with his company: Ralston Purina. For a treat, I would always take them to dinner at a local seafood restaurant they LOVED! I found out how much when my four-year-old redheaded munchkin son said he wanted to 'eat some dog balls' for dinner. I was confused.  Upon going to the seafood restaurant and sitting down with their equivalent of seafood 'Happy Meal', he immediately pulled out a HUSH PUPPY and with a huge toothless grin announced, "See, Mommy? DOG BALLS!!!" 

A precious memory among many for me. 

Roberta