We got married and had three great kids."Ellen smiled and gave him a hug, then he went on. "Since Martha died, Ellen has been having to do all of the ...uties of keeping our wagon and cooking our meals. Becky Wilkes is in about the same shape we are. I don't think Abe did much except drive their wagon, but at least she had someone."I just waited without saying anything. I knew where he was going. Millie, Tess, and I had talked about it. I just wanted to see how he was going to get there."Becky. At first I was angry, then sympathetic to her terror of hearing strange noises and needing her big brother to hold her. I also felt guilty, knowing that I was the cause of those scary noises. She was so innocent that my heart melted.I loved my sister and over the years we have gotten closer than even I had thought possible. I have heard of other brothers and sisters getting into screaming matches over the smallest things. Not us. We often just held hands or put our arms around each other and on. "Nicole asked, "What are Salt Potatoes?"Scott said, "A regional treat. Salt Potatoes are potatoes that range insize from a golf ball to a small apple. They are boiled in salt waterand served with melted butter both over them and on side to dip in.They came from the salt works in Syracuse. The workers were mostly ofScottish and Irish decent. They would take potatoes to work for lunch.They would boil them in the salt brine and eat them. Today they areserved at Picnics, Field Days, Bar B Ques,. She was late so everyone turned to look. There were a few sniggers before the lecturer cleared his throat and carried on. A firm hand held up her textbook before she could blink. She looked up to see a pair of laughing blue eyes and dark, disheveled hair. ‘You’ve clearly made an entrance.’ He whispered with a skew smile. She glared back at him too embarrassed to respond. He sat behind her that lecture and nearly every one after. He always had a pretty girl next to him and they spent the time.