12 June 2010

jane - all i have to do is look at her, and i "crack up" (even though this is a beautiful photo of her). together, we've exchanged inappropriate comments at funerals and other solemn occasions, and laughed and cried 'til our sinuses caved in...

happy 50th.

i hope you're a long way from the finish line.

2 comments:

words, wine, coffee, art said...

Hey, it's great to have a wicked friend!

virginia said...

we've been so inappropriate, that our mother would first shake her head, and then her fist, if we continued.

we both had one year old babies when our father died, and all attempts to entertain the little ones, set us off into laughter spasms - nerves, of course. our parents were divorced, my mother was unhappy about having to deal with his unexpected death, and this was the first funeral any of us (children) had attended.

she had been raised with caskets in the parlor (in some cases, literally), and attended many funeral masses as a child - we had never seen a corpse, and i so well remember her making that announcement at the viewing.


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Bix , the fanatic cook.