I had a job babysitting for George and Myra Parkinson. They started their family fairly late in life, them both being nearly forty and the two children under five. I always found them a bit of a mismatched couple. George was a lion of a man, big and boisterous, someone who never met a person he didn't like. A very outgoing gentleman. Myra on the other hand was a mouse. Good with her children and very firm with them. George would let them get away with anything, but not Myra. That was another thing I found funny about them, the meek lion versus the stern mouse where the kids were...