Sunday, January 27, 2008


One day last summer, 80-year-old Loretta saw us as we were about to leave that Assisted Living Center. No, she was not panhandling. She waved us down because she loves My First Wife. So they talked through the car window till it started raining a little. "Ooooh, I gotta get in!" she screamed.

"Here, take the world's best umbrella," I offered, and plunked my hat on her head.

"Well, thank you, sir. Heh-heh," she said and kept on talking. I had plenty of time to take her picture.
I walked her indoors. By the time I got my hat back, my hair was all wet.


kenju said...

You gentleman, you!

Janell said...

Loretta looks like she's a cuite - with or without a hat.

Tracey said...

Ah, that's so sweet!

Heather said...

She's precious in your hat.

Lucy Stern said...

I agree, you are a gentleman.. There aren't that many around anymore.