She wore Levi-Strauss jeans and a plain white T- shirt. It was the year 1978 when my mother was 18 years old, as I am now. She was a country girl, you might say and I am as prissy as one may get. She loved her horse named Pepsi like I love my car. She also loved the ranch like I love the mall. My mom and I grew up in different eras, and I really can’…showed first 75 words of 800 total…

…showed last 75 words of 800 total…eighteen, will probably hang out there too. We really were two different types of people, my mother and I. But somehow I think that my mother loved being eighteen in her era just like I love being eighteen in mine, and I am sure tha! t she will never forget those day and they will hold a special place in her heart like I am sure that they will do for me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ **Bibliography** none