Bette handed me a large decorated box and with a giggle said, "Here, Mom, let the party begin " We were celebrating my ninetieth birthday. I was seated on the love seat with Art and surrounded by our children - Bette and her husband, Doug; Paul and his wife, Ann; and Joel. (His wife, Jackie, was at Nelson's farm in Litchfield selling crafts at their Fall Festival.) We were all in a good mood. We had had our dinner at Trumble's and were ready for this party at Bette's. I picked up this large but light box and opened it with care. Inside was another decorated box - I opened that - and again there was another decorated box. This went on for about five or six times and, of course, everyone was laughing at my perplexity. Finally I came to a very small box. When I opened it I couldn't believe my eyes - there was a bundle of money - NINETY NEW ONE DOLLAR BILLS One for each year of my life Several years ago Paul had asked me to write a story of my life. Now I thought that I could relive my life by using the title, NINETY NEW ONE DOLLAR BILLS, and relate my life stories through those ninety years.