Thursday, June 03, 2004
I'm back from the void of a death in the family. After a lengthy battle with emphysema and other ailments, The Girl's mother passed away last week. The time from that day until the interment of the ashes yesterday has been an unwired blur of arrangements, relatives, tears, and a bit of laughter as well. To say she was unique would be an understatement. As her cousin mentioned at the memorial service, "It is said that some people march to the beat of a different drummer. Kay marched to the beat of a different tuba." She will be missed.
Posted by Beth Henderson at 7:15 AM