and guess who he picked for his Queen? Me! He really is a nice guy. I dressed in my pretty
formal gown that I think Aunt Viv made for me. I was GORGEOUS and everybody made such a fuss over me. Scotty cried because he wanted to be King too. Nana put the
Queen's crown on him because it was too big for me. Mom I think I'm gaining a little weight, I know the food on my next visit in New Orleans, will be too good to pass up so I'll put the diet off until I get home. HA, HA. Luv ya, Sissy