Mother Martha

What You Don’t Know about Martha…” is that she’s my mother at the office. Everything I need, she’s the first person that comes to mind. I just put a dense on my car, do you know where I can take it to? Yes. I get you the numbers. I need a hundred more blank CDs (for work and music); she has Staples delivers them in two days. I still haven’t touch the fax machine because she does it for me every time. When I needed a ride home when my old car broke down, she took me home. When she gets hot peppers or vegetables from the farm, she hooks me up. In return, I give her my love and my music. She loves my jazz collection even though she was married to a rocker. Martha rocks! You see why I love Vassar?

Bonjour Vietnam