Eating a jelly doughnut in heaven
This picture of Babcia was taken just under a year ago, a month and a half after her 90th birthday. (whoops, apparently if I just looked at the time stamp and realized it was 2007 I'd know it was three years ago and therefore she was 88...)
Last night I was driving to dinner with Dr. Moo and I complained to her I was upset we weren't burying her until September. "Babcia died?" she said. Oops.
She's OK too though. We're all OK. Including my wacky Uncle J who, when McMumsy called to tell him about Babcia's passing, said "Well I'm sure she and R are sharing a drink in heaven."
Yes that would be the R who drank himself to death on Wednesday.
God I love my family. The only correction I had was that Babcia wouldn't be having a drink. She'd be having a jelly doughnut.
posted by McPolack at 9:47 AM
3 Comments:
Oh, I'm so sorry! But I'm glad you're OK. And I'm delighted by this picture, which shows in her face (as you already have shown) what a bad-ass, kick-ass, firecracker of a lady your Babcia was. Love to your family.
12:52 PM, July 02, 2007
Thanks, Carmen. She was one amazing lady.
10:00 AM, July 03, 2007
Dear McPolack:
I happened on your blog trying to find an obit for Ciocia Tessie. She was my godmother and as it turned out I was out of the country when she passed and my brother decided to hold off telling me until I returned. Needless to say I was very sad to hear of her death, but pleased to hear she died as she lived - filled with life. Your photo of her reminds me of her gusty, infectious laugh - she was the best of godmothers.
I shall miss her.
Stas
11:37 PM, August 19, 2007
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