|Our Storytelling Angel, our Barby Britsch.|
Then there were the times Barby and Jim saved our children, Elissa and Michelle. Once when the kids were “running away,” suitcases in hand, Jim and Barby spied them from their grand front porch and invited them up for hot chocolate. They girls jumped at the chance. Jim and Barby took their’suitcases, fed them, and gave us a call. Our girls were rescued, and not for the first time, or last! Barby and Jim were such dear friends to all of us, and my girls adored them as special grandparents.
Below is a blog I wrote after visiting Barby at the