Bye, Auntie Lorna
Last September, at her youngest granddaughter's wedding, Larry's Aunt Lorna asked me to get her a glass of wine. She was having surgery the following week, but had delayed the operation until after the wedding.
"White or red?" I asked.
"Merlot or Pinot Noir?"
"I don't give a shit, just pour me something."
And that was Auntie Lorna in a nutshell.
She passed away this afternoon. May she rest in peace.
She will be missed. I'm happy to have known her and grateful that she went out of her way to make me feel a part of her family.
Y'all send your good thoughts to Toronto tonight. There's a slew of sad people there right now.