Re: An angel or a devil?
My mother's neighbor was no angel, that's for sure.
My mother tells about finding a box of balloons on her dad's bedside table and then going out into the yard where she promptly inflated them and tied them off with knots.
She recalls bobbing them up in the air, seeing how long she could keep them afloat, while others drifted next door. To my mother's utter dismay, each time a balloon floated away, her neighbor would promptly pop them with a leaf rake with no explanation whatsoever.
For years, my mother thought that lady was the meanest woman on the planet. After all, during the war, things like balloons were very hard to come by...