I've written about it before. She is 10 years younger than my Mom and 12 years older than I am, so it was always like I had a big sister/aunt. She spent the last 2 years suffering from the effects of many years of diabetes and complications. I got a phone call on a Friday morning and arrived in MA that night, as she was going into a coma. When I gave her a kiss and told her I was there, she gave me a definate sign that she heard me. We spent the next 36 hours talking to her and holding her hand. I couldn't let go until her fingers turned blue and the funeral director came into the room.
May 1968
I spent some time with this guy...
I came home with this in my carry-on. You can only get it in that neck of the woods.
I ate way too much of this...
Fried fish, fried shrimp, fried potatoes, fried clam cakes(fritters), Clam chowder, stuffed clams.I nearly fried myself into a gall bladder attack.
I came home to find that Mr Sunshine and Sorority Girl had replaced the 52-inch portal to sports and movies with this new toy...
...and Little Miss Lily had loved her puppy to death...
Anybody want to hear the story about the Private Bad-ass Funeral I threw for my aunt?
5 comments:
YES, do tell!
Me! I think you are the bestest kind of niece/little sister/friend ever. I am glad you made it to your aunt in time.
Well, DUH. Of course we want to hear it!
I'm so sorry for your loss.
Tell us! And were you ever brave to eat all that fried seafood. I would have taken to my bed for several days if had eaten that.
I do! I do! Tell!
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