The Millstone Tavern

Written By: Joyce  DeCordova

having an MD look her over, perhaps prescribe some medication. Was she having

mini-strokes? Is this how senility presents itself?  I was coming home the

following  night and we would make some plans.

About an hour later, he calls me again and I am fearful. Now what?

He is laughing so hard he can hardly speak and between gulps of laughter he tells

me that he just had a visit by four very well dressed Japanese men in a pink

Cadillac convertible who stopped by to thank mom for her kindness!

Ah The Millstone where anything could happen