By: Ardis E. Parshall - March 25, 2015 From the Improvement Era, March 1948 – Spring Dress By Mark Hager Every March for the past twenty years, Amy or Ethel or Mae brings a little package and hands it to Mother. She kisses it, even before she opens it, for she knows what it is, and she cries. I know, too, for I also remember that other March. I know what the girls are remembering when they buy it. I know they are remembering the late M...
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