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You can’t even get in your car anymore without getting shot.
Out of the blue, my mother-in-law just asked, “I wonder who killed that man and his sister in Nashville?”
How should I know? And it’s not the first time you’e asked. You didn’t even know them so why are you obsessing about it?
“Did you hear about the woman who died on that plane? She ran out of oxygen.”
“Vietnam. My stepson was a pilot in Vietnam until he got his face blowed off.”
“Did you know Castro has a sister who lives in Florida? She won’t have anything to do with him.”
“Whatever happened to that man who murdered his wife?”
“I had a friend from Cambodia. She ate rats. She also slept on a dirt floor. She married an Army man and came to the U.S. Her mother-in-law had to teach her EVERYTHING.”
Earlier this week my mother-in-law made some wonderful vegetable soup. Ingredients included hamburger, tomato base, corn, green beans, peas, lima beans, and probably some other stuff. My husband doesn’t like green beans and always jokes about how they aren’t really “beans” but hulls of beans.
So I walked into the kitchen and the mother-in-law was standing over the stove. I stopped and looked to see what she was doing. She was picking out the green beans for her son, my 50+ year old husband, so he wouldn’t have to.
She’ll have a hard time turning around back there because there’s no room to turn around back there.
I can’t believe someone would go on someone’s front porch and steal something. But it happened to me. Poor Richard had his bicycle stolen.
“You just don’t know what to buy anymore. There’s no telling how much lead those kids had with their toys. No telling how much lead YOU had growing up.”
“Did you hear about the little boy who was run over by a taxi and killed? It was awful.”


