
She’s not sure how she likes that.

She’s not sure how she likes that.
After she wore it in 1959, she had it cleaned and sealed. When I got married the first time, she offered it to me. I felt beautiful.

She had it cleaned and stored, again. I have toted that box around for more than 4 decades. I finally decided to try to find a bride that would like to use it. I opened the box to verify the measurements.

Whoever sealed it up in 1982 ripped my mother off. The lace and seed pearls are absolutely stained with age. Everything should be the same “candle light” color.

A friend suggested that this conversation should be saved. So…..
On the day my dad died, he said “I feel really good right now. I feel like I’ve done the important things and everyone is in a good place. I could just not wake up in the morning or I could live 2 more years. Either way, it’s OK.” We had a good lunch with dessert and ran an errand. He went to the rest room while I went to make my purchase.
The ambulance was there when I went to find him. It was a good death.
He probably found it funny that he died in a rest room. (Him and Elvis) I expect his last thought (knowing my dad) was “Oh shit!”


She leaves it where it lies when she finishes playing with it. Frequently, that’s in the middle of the living room rug where it is camouflaged. I jump a foot every time I step on it be cause my first thought is always a hairball.