Hitty Soujourner Truth with Eileen T.
arrived Saturday afternoon much to the amazement of Hitty Mom Eileen. I had gotten on the postal bus in Pasadena, Texas at noon the day before! She was saving my arrival as a surprise for the Plano Hitties and it was a true surprise! Patience and Merry had gone to a book signing early in the afternoon and were still chattering about that when I appeared! Well, you all know how excited Hitties can become, lots of hugs and warm welcomes! That night a sweet golden dog stayed by my bed and made me feel so very safe (I'm hoping she can fit in my postal box!).
(PS Mom said to tell you she will post more photos in the folder as soon as she figures it out.) Is there such a thing as happy exhaustion? Good night!
When Patience excitedly told me we were going to meet Aunt Josie for lunch, I began looking forward to meeting this new people person. Patience hasn't been wrong yet! Aunt Josie is indeed a very special person. And she and the girls came bearing gifts--from Mexico! There is a just my size basket and a pottery mug! Mom had to eat first (Patience says that is normal), so we had lunch at Nooks and Krannies Tea Room and the four of us had our own chance to visit. Hitty Sarah has been to the Holy Land and said she thought she heard Israel nearby but couldn't see him. Israel is the little donkey they brought back for Eileen. He's carved from olive wood! Hitty Sarah's ears must be much keener than mine--I don't hear anything out of the ordinary and that would definitely be out of the ordinary. Hitty Moxie is on a quest to visit every state--wish we had more time to talk about where she's been so far.
All of a sudden Aunt Josie and Mom realized what time it was.
We were quickly nestled deep into the layers of the carrier and off
we went. The Interurban Railway Museum was just a short distance from
the tea room, but we could hear the moms talking about the cold wind.
Indeed, we were happy to have our cloaks and sweaters as we posed by
the historical plaque at the entrance to the museum. (Has Aunt Josie
told y'all (it's contagious) about Hitty Moxie's clever belt?)
They thought that together the calls could be made, even though this phone in the museum has no push buttons.
Imagine my surprise when I was asked if I would like to meet
the Curator of the Interurban Railway Museum. I was so happy when he agreed to a picture with me and offered
to use the white museum gloves to best showcase me,
Mom heard Aunt Josie say "Eileen likes donkeys", so we went into the next room where Russell was telling about this area at one time being the donkey capital of Texas. Well, Hitty Sarah, it turns out, did hear Israel 'cause now all four girls heard him. He wanted out of his carrier and wanted to know all about Jack.
There is a wonderful farm right in the heart of Plano that is still a working farm with cattle, horses, llamas and it belongs to the Haggard family, one of the founding families of Plano. It turns out that Jack followed behind the Haggard wagon to Texas and established a very fine lineage of donkeys and mules. A plaque is embedded in the sidewalk in downtown Plano on the site where the livestock auctions took place (it is now a brick paved city block with antique stores, specialty shops and eateries). We were all very impressed that Jack had earned such recognition! ----------------
An unopened package is a terrible thing according to Patience, who isn't--trust me! When this package arrived, nothing would do but to enlist Joey's help.
Wow! Just our size. Is it for the house behind us? HST
Texas has become an important state in the race for the White House and I have been very interested in the local TV news.
Oh, the weather forecast is on and we have to know what Saturday will be like...........something about a little gathering in Dallas and more Hitty friends meet:
We were so excited about the trip to Dallas
that we couldn't sleep. Even though it would just be Patience and I
going, Hitty Jane, Merry, and BB wanted to join us and tell me all about
some of their adventures to Great Cranberry Island:
At last, Saturday is here! Linda drove Eileen and us to Fair Park in Dallas so we could explore the sale at Buchanan's (mostly old stuff) and meet Bunny and Sally and their girls.
Several of the Bluebonnets couldn't make it because of the flu and we really missed them!
Sally's girls brought their own canoe--we need to find a lake!
Mom took me over and asked permission to take my picture with the sign. The dealer thought I was truly beautiful and was very happy to tell Mom that my hair was in the exact style of Rosa Parks.
We didn't make it to the African American Museum
today, maybe that means I'll have to come back to Dallas one day. Mom
did promise to take me to the site of the new one in Plano before I
leave. "See you laters" were said (no "good-byes") and we headed back to our cars.
The huge ferris wheel was in the distance and Linda offered to hold me up high for a picture.
It isn't a very clear picture, but it is a great reminder
of a fun day:
this one gives a better idea of how far away the ferris wheel
was from us:
Marilyn is a member of Mom's doll club. She and her family
invited me for a true Sunday afternoon drive.
Inside the gate. Marilyn was sure they wouldn't mind me being there for just
second. Check out the barbed wire behind me--that's the serious stuff!
HST
There, I got close enough to a famous Texas Longhorn to be
very glad Marilyn was holding on to me! It didn't take me long to realize
that they are beautiful, gentle giants: --------
Patience sat near by as Mom snuggled me into a lovely piece of fabric that Becky had given me. Today is overcast, rainy and cold with snow predicted later in the afternoon. Quite a contrast to Saturday and our grand adventure--the Irish Festival in Dallas--pictures later today or tomorrow. I know my friend is very sad. Sometimes "See you laters" are just as hard as "Good-byes", even though we both know more adventures are waiting for us. It is our lot to bring fun and happiness to those around us and I do think we succeed rather well! See you later, Patience.
It was a wonderful end to a beautiful day:
I always wanted to perch on the shoulders of a leprechaun. HST
This was one talented artist:
And then there was Bailey, a sweet and loving Irish Wolfhound: Bailey's family let Mom take pictures of Bailey 'cause she wants to carve an Irish Wolfhound for Patience. HST Some of the Plano gang trying to give me advise on packing
my treasures:
I couldn't leave Plano without visiting the soon-to-be African
American Museum.
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