August

I like August because things seem to wrap up more so then Dec 31. Maybe it is because growing up you begin getting ready for school. I do not particularly remember getting new clothes for being the third daughter you generally inherited everything but your shoes and your underwear. You had your list of school supplies and since they did not change books every year you inherited them from older relatives but your pencils were new as was you Chief Tablet. Unless the state changed the reader you got that and the local theater had a school book show where you took your unused schoolbooks and they were given to the poor. One year we went and the theater showed such aa scary show the kids all had nightmares and made the parents very angry. It was about a doctor that only had one hand but every moonlight night he put his hand back on and went out and joked people. It took a long time before I liked the full moon again.