I think this is the third time I've used this photo, but I actually have a story that works perfectly with it. No, the child on the right in the white dress isn't a girl, nor is it pro golfer John Daly -- it's my great-uncle Art, my grandmother's little brother. They were fine playmates for each other, most of the time, in a world without play dates, or organized soccer, or dance class, or Big Brothers/Big Sisters, or even electricity. Most of the time they played nicely, but Esther (Mormor -- for the introductory story click here) had a wicked streak, apparently. Here is another story -- a short one -- in Mormor's own words.