Finding Sean.

Its funny the memories you have of people. I remember going to visit my two Aunts who lived together, Mary and Reena. They both smoked like chimney's. Like the two sisters in the Simpson's show.
They had this built in cupboard that had a shelf up high with lots of cartons of cigarettes. I remember the long life milk that they had which taisted awful in tea but nobody ever complained. My Brother Colin and I would be on the floor playing cards or writing in kids game books. This one time my Brother used a pen to draw lines beween the moles on my back which there are quite a few. I remember that?

Why the Gnome?

I have always been fond of Gnomes from my early years growing up in England. I am a Realtor in Portland Oregon and you will always find my Gnome in the photographs of my listings. There used to be a Political cartoon in "The Sun" daily newspaper in London. The cartoonist would hide a little man and a bird in the cartoon every day. My Aunt Mary was the first to show me this and we always searched the papers when we visited Her. She Died of Cancer when I was young. I cannot remember when but I remember it was on my Sister Catherine's Birthday, August 28th. Every time I hide my Gnome in the house photo I am the only one who sees it. It reminds me of my Aunt Mary.