Toys
On her first Christmas, Hershey received lots of new toys. By that time, she had discovered her passion for BALL. She always loved to play. Heidi-Bear taught her that ball was a great habit to get into. From that moment on, any toy, especially a ball, was a must-have.
Whenever we would go out for the day, you can be sure that at least one game of ball was involved. If we would ever forget to have one in the car, you can be sure that it was time to get creative. Several times Tyree could be found looking through the trunk of the car, trying to find something to turn into a ball while Hershey stood by trying to be patient.....waiting for a game. An old glove and some duct tape....instant ball. She didn't care; as long as it would fly through the air...she would catch it.
Hershey would play ball until you had to make her take a "time out". It was her passion from the moment she figured out the game until her legs were too old to let her play for long. Even during her last year, when the arthritis was slowing her down, she would dig out a ball from the toy box and take several trips down the hall, bounding like she was years younger than she was.
The toy box continued to grow. Before you know it there were more than it could hold. Whenever we would have company, she would continue to bring out her toys, showing them off one by one. Before you know it, she would have the entire box of toys on display. She thought people came over to visit just to see her and play ball.
