I'll especially miss the times we spent just sitting on a park bench in the summertime, drinking an ice-cold coffee or tea, and talking about everything under the sun...from politics to how to pickle cucumbers!
"When it comes time for me, I am going to set sail in a canoe and row out to sea like my Indian ancestors. Bring a lot of peanut butter sandwiches, some bottles of Rothschild Merlot 1962, a couple of racy novels, and as my beloved old mother used to say, The Devil Take the Hindmost. Which was her polite way of saying - Kiss My Royal Ass" ....By MaryJane, 2/16/10, in one of her letters to me.
Sail on, MaryJane, Sail Free. |