Saturday, August 21, 2010

Mrs. Mary Ruth

One night after arriving at my brother's house. . .

Brother, "Have you talked to your mother yet?"
Me, "No. Should I?"
Brother, "She went to the bank today."
Me, laughing, "And?"
Brother, "Mrs. Mary Ruth said, 'Are you here to make a deposit to his account?'
Your mother said, 'No, should I?' Mrs. Mary said, 'Well, it is Friday and you know how he likes his debit card.' "

Mrs. Mary Ruth, thank you for years upon years of family friendship and helping your friend's son manage his bank account, long after he should have grown enough to handle it.

I will miss you, and fondly remember you.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Sunday morning

and homemade buttermilk biscuits. I sure do like MyFella's family sometimes.