Saturday, March 08, 2008
Greetings from Snowy Rittman, Ohio
These are the scenes that I saw looking out my door this morning. We got slammed overnight. We knew this was coming, but I was hoping that this would be the storm that Cincinnati, or Buffalo would get instead. I think they got it also.
We are supposed to have Ricky's memorial service this afternoon. We still will be at the church if anybody intends to come.
My family never were too keen on funerals and memorial services and I can imagine this conversation going on between Ricky and our mom this past Wednesday:
Ricky: I guess Clifford and Kathy are going to have a memorial service for me this Saturday.
Mom: I told them not to make a big deal out of this and they didn't have to.
Ricky: Well, you know, I still owe Clifford for the time he told me he threw the elbow grease on the truck. And there also was the time he sent me for a blivot when we were in boy scouts. And a few other times....
Mom: Alright. Alright. What do you want to do?
Ricky: You know we do have connections now. And I really don't want opening day to be snowed out this year...