On to Douglass, where we surprised my Parents. At first my Mother thought we had stopped in Newton, where Earl's Uncle John was head of an orphanage, and he had talked us into adopting the twin Babies. However, when later I Nursed them she had to give up and realized they were truly ours.
An interesting story developed. When we first settled in, a friend Alta Houser, sister of my Brother's wife, said "Nellie, twins really aren't more trouble than one. When you are fixing formula for one, it is no more work to fix it for two. And when you lay out clothes for one, it is no more trouble to lay out clothes for two." I said "True, but when I get one bathed and dressed, I'm only half through."
A year and a half later, I was invited to a baby shower for Alta's sister-in-law Mina Houser. Before I left for the shower, I took the Bread from the oven and set it on the Cabinet to cool. Daddy was working out at the Chicken house and would look in on the Napping twins. He heard the door slam and hurried around the house to find the twins going across the yard one with one loaf of bread and the other with two. What they were going to do with the bread I will never Know.
A few Months later, Mina gave birth to twin girls and poor Alta soon found out that two were more work than one. Alta never married but helped raise her Brother Lawrence's children and grandchildren. She had a long life of hard work. She died recently at 91 years of age with a ruptured appendix.