Muzzy and the Mashed Potatoes

Years ago, Lenore's grandmother Naoma (Muh) Smith came to family dinner at our house. At one point she was chilled so I retrieved one of my sweaters and let her wear it. A couple of weeks after, Lenore and I were at a Church meeting and I was leading the music and wearing the same sweater. As I recall, it may have been a Stake meeting. During one of the Hymns, Lenore caught my eye and made a face. Later, when we were able to talk, she let me know that there was a fairly large swath of dried mashed potato (boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew) on the sleeve. We still enjoy a chuckle about that one from time to time.