The mandatory annual posting of the cat checking out baby Ann. And I tell the same story every year: On this same day many years ago I walked down town from school and noticed that Dr. Coulston's Cadillac was gone behind the Coulston Clinic on the corner of Main Street. I knew then that our peace and quiet in our bedroom already sleeping four Bloods would become noisier. And when I rode the bus home that night, I was right! Convenient place to hang the washtub. I think only about a dozen photos were taken during the three years we were in Ralston.