Memories       The other day, I was walking with the pups in our barn lot filled with dandelions. As Petie and Sadie were wrestling at my feet, I looked down and visualized the prettiest purple posies…. Sweet violets. MEMORIES…………………………….   One of my earliest memories…..I was 3 years old, walking with my mom in the big ,open field, next to our home near Cincinnati. In 1952. Montgomery was a sleepy little town, where everyone knew their neighbors, and those who owned local businesses, were familiar friends. Somewhere, there is a picture of me in my little sundress picking daisies and…