Tuesday, February 10, 2009

227/365: Goiter Lady

I didn’t know her. Don’t even know her name, but my parents did. She was a neighbor. All I remember was an old lady with a big lump in her neck. But I remember that my father was furious with me the morning of her funeral because I was singing while making my bed. He felt I was showing disrespect. I didn’t even know her!

1 comment:

Pearl said...

how bizarre to be blamed for insensitivity.