Friday, September 20, 2013
Jean was a gentle soul, chockfull of goodness with a touch of grace. All of that and she still had room for a sense of humor. She once pushed me off a dock, into a lake, in the dark, with my clothes on. She thought that was humorous; I thought it was malicious mischief. But that episode aside, she generally wasn't too abusive. I'm pushing your leg...I think she'd get it...I don't think she would mind. Rest in peace gentle lady.
