It helped.
We spent a lot of time talking about George. He was a master tease. He joined the Illinois state police, rising to quite a high position and then left to become head of security for a big company. My husband had everyone in laughter when he told about our moving into our first house. I was at work and Roy was home unpacking when two state police cars pulled into the driveway, sirens blaring. They raced into the house, guns drawn and forced Roy to stand against the car while they frisked him. George explained that the new neighbors ought to know who we were.
Someone else told about George's daughter going on her first date. George called a policeman friend and said "bring the squad car, you are driving them."
How he harrassed another officer who got a job as head of security of a convention center, begging to be allowed to drive the Zamboni.
How he teased my daughter relentlessly at her wedding. And how she loved it.
Your mom sounds like a wonderful person.
Seeing the garden in a sort of rebirth is a reaffirmation I think. I am going to write my friend and tell her that (hopefully in better form).
We spent a lot of time talking about George. He was a master tease. He joined the Illinois state police, rising to quite a high position and then left to become head of security for a big company. My husband had everyone in laughter when he told about our moving into our first house. I was at work and Roy was home unpacking when two state police cars pulled into the driveway, sirens blaring. They raced into the house, guns drawn and forced Roy to stand against the car while they frisked him. George explained that the new neighbors ought to know who we were.
Someone else told about George's daughter going on her first date. George called a policeman friend and said "bring the squad car, you are driving them."
How he harrassed another officer who got a job as head of security of a convention center, begging to be allowed to drive the Zamboni.
How he teased my daughter relentlessly at her wedding. And how she loved it.
Your mom sounds like a wonderful person.
Seeing the garden in a sort of rebirth is a reaffirmation I think. I am going to write my friend and tell her that (hopefully in better form).