Deborah Anne Presley Bolles

As Debbie was growing up in New Mexico, she was just full of energy and wanting to have fun. It seemed like every time she was wanting to have this fun, the local preacher would come to the house for a visit. Debbie loved to wear very little clothes. One time she was two years old and outside playing. She was running up and down the sidewalk and I was cleaning the kitchen. I heard a knock on the front door and it was the preacher paying us a visit. He said, "Do you always let your child run around outside like that?" I took a quick look and saw she didn't have a thing on, BUTT NAKED. I got her inside of course and got her clothes on. Another time, a preacher came to visit, we were sitting in the living room. Deb was about two and she decided she wanted to sit and visit too. So she went into the bathroom and got her potty chair (full of pee) and drug it out into the living room and pulled down her pants and sat down to enjoy the visit.

One day, I was cooking supper and Debbie was playing in her room. I looked around the corner of the kitchen down the hallway to see what she was doing. She was having a good time and just a laughing. She was running back and forth across the hallway to the bathroom. She was carrying shoes. So I went to see what in the world was going on. She was so proud. She had put all mine and Eddie's shoes in the toilet to wash them. She proudly pointed to the toilet and flushed the handle saying "Washy, washy."

What could I say, It was so funny, especially with that big brogan boot sticking out the top. I sat down on the floor with Deb in my lap and laughed and laughed. It was just so funny and she was so proud and happy.

When she ate spaghetti, she didn't care too much for it and always put most of it in her hair. One time, she picked up the dish and just put it upside down on top of her head. What can I say, that was Deb.

Eddie and Debbie in New Mexico