Aunt Marie

Yesterday we went to my Aunt Marie's funeral. We said goodbye to a wonderful person. She was always very kind and generous. Always making sure the I had enough to eat. She would be deathly ill and still insist on getting up and making me a sandwich, of course I didn't stop her, because they were always delicious. One of my first memories as a human, was eating macaroni and cheese at her house, I was three. And (can you begin a sentence with and?) if you know the Doctor of Manliness at all, you know about my un-natural love for the macs-n-cheese. I bleed macaroni and cheese. Also, one of the funniest lines I have every heard was uttered by her. Her husband, Uncle Ron, was telling me a few years back about how he was retired. She was at the stove making me a sandwich and turned around and said to him, "You're not retired, you're retarded". I still crack up when I think about it. Rest in peace, Auntie.