Funerals and Family
Friday's funeral for my dear cousin Vance was a tribute to a kind, gentle, bear of a man
who taught me how to waterski and included me in his large and fun-filled family life when my family was falling apart. He and I shared a grandmother full of witty hokey sayings like,
"It's a great life if you don't weaken!"
which we 'oft repeated.
What the hell does that mean? Either it's a great life or you're a weakling...what a silly choice!
My Mikey brought a fun-filled family into my life many years ago and today we will celebrate with all our clan, children and grand children, rockets and rock 'n roll, bedsprings and Boulder City...Quesadillas and sloppy kisses...I can't wait 'til they get here to celebrate the Great Life we've built together
modelled after loving, laughing, never knew a stranger, Vancer!
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