Can you imagine?
Can you imagine living to be 97-years old? Not sick, not ailing...not lonely? Living in good health? Living a good life? Living this way for most of those 97-years? I can't, but my mother-in-law, Marvelous Marvel, did just that. I was only around for 15 of those years, but I wouldn't have missed them for the world. True, the last few years were hard on us all...but that still left 90-plus great years. It's taken me over a year to able to write this piece, but I made a promise to Marvel . I told her on that last Thanksgiving Day, just a week before her death, that I would write about Marvelous Marvel and remind myself and others what it was like while she was in the world. I promised her that I would never forget her. If I am not as wry or witty...or if there are not as many "read-between-the-line" innuendos as usual, it is out of respect for this woman who touched my life so deeply. During the last five-years of her wonderful odyssey, I had several conv...