Lela Coppes
Born: 1947
Findlay, Ohio
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I’ve been telling them all along: communication!
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Words of wisdom
I’ve been telling them all along: communication!
Communicate with each other. If you don’t talk how will anyone know what you are thinking? You can think of a lot of things and think that you told somebody something, but you haven’t set a word.
Right now our son is living with us and he doesn’t know what’s going on at all. I keep on saying communicate, communicate, communicate!
You gotta talk, you gotta ask questions. You gotta keep on top of things. Otherwise things will get away from you.
Our youngest one tied the tubes last year. The waited eight years to get her little boy, and now she’s got a little girl.”
Our oldest son got three girls. Our middle son got three boys. His oldest daughter got two girls and a boy. His oldest boy had a child and he died when he was five hours old, and now he has a Foster son. That makes up our Baker’s dozen.
I’ve been telling them all along: communication!
Communicate with each other. If you don’t talk how will anyone know what you are thinking? You can think of a lot of things and think that you told somebody something, but you haven’t set a word.
Right now our son is living with us and he doesn’t know what’s going on at all. I keep on saying communicate, communicate, communicate!
You gotta talk, you gotta ask questions. You gotta keep on top of things. Otherwise things will get away from you.
Our youngest one tied the tubes last year. The waited eight years to get her little boy, and now she’s got a little girl.”
Our oldest son got three girls. Our middle son got three boys. His oldest daughter got two girls and a boy. His oldest boy had a child and he died when he was five hours old, and now he has a Foster son. That makes up our Baker’s dozen.