THE SMALL BOY has been defined as an appetite completely surrounded by noise and dirt. Saturday, in the canyons of the supermarket, Mrs. Lyle Jorenby's small son, silent and scrubbed, fitted only the first part of that definition as he wishfully stopped at the rack of cool-aid drink powder envelopes and then beamed a cinamascope-wide smile as his mother selected several envelopes.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Amanuensis Monday: The Small Boy
Here's another interesting article out of Grandma Stella Jorenby's files from not so long ago. It doesn't mention the boy's name, but those that know the family can narrow it down pretty well.