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Kay MacDonald
I grew up in Michigan, a sunburned, rowdy tomboy who knew from the age of four that I would write the great American novel. So much for childhood dreams. I read and read and planned ahead but as Jo...ver maisI grew up in Michigan, a sunburned, rowdy tomboy who knew from the age of four that I would write the great American novel. So much for childhood dreams. I read and read and planned ahead but as Joan Collins says, “Clouds Got In My Way”.
I attended Michigan State University when it was still Michigan State College and moved to Long Beach, California and attended LBCC which was culture shock for a country girl. From there I Iived in Astoria, Oregon for two years and the most glorious day of my life was spent on Clatsop Spit where the Columbia River meets the Pacific. Sadly it is now a humungous parking lot but back then it was a wonderland of beach combing.
Back to Michigan and Michigan State where I rediscovered the crush I’d had for years on my brother’s friend. We married, the event that probably saved my life from shear inanity, produced two unimaginably beautiful girls, and lived on a twenty acre farm where I raised dogs to show and breed, groomed, ran a boarding kennel. All my earnings supported Quarter horses and Paints and we showed and bred them until we felt like our arms were a foot longer from toting water pails and hay bales.
Twenty six years ago we moved here to the river with 8 dogs and the naive belief that our neighbors would love them as much as we did. Now that we’ve reached an age of some wisdom we have one Cairn Terrier. I would really like at least one more. Who knows, we’re here for the duration. More clouds could come my way.ver menos