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Sunday, February 3, 2008

Frances Stories-- Part 2

In Case You're Wondering How Come There Were so Many Wisconsin Cars in the Parking Lot

Frances was noted for making some of the funniest comments. One time, we were in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. We parked at a store. On the way in, Frances asked, "How come there are so many Wisconsin cars in the parking lot?"

Green Eyes of Jealousy, or Was I Ever in Trouble

About two months ago, I was visiting Frances at Alden Terrace in McHenry, Illinois. She was unable to feed herself, so I was helping out. Her roommate, Violet, was sitting next to her and also having problems eating. Frances was doing her picky eating and not accepting much at all. She had her head down and appeared to be sleeping.

I gave Violet a few spoonfuls and suddenly felt that someone was watching me. I turned toward Frances and found her head to be up straight and a pair of green eyes boring holes into me. To say the least, I immediately quit feeding Violet and returned to tending to Frances expecting a lecture, but she was nice to me that time. When you were with her, You'd better be paying attention only to her.

The Three Amigos

I can only imagine the fun times and situations Frances got into with her good friends Vivian Olsen and Kay Etherington. The times we met them, it was definitely anything goes.

Another Member of "The Greatest Generation"

Having lived through both the Great Depression and World War II, Frances definitely was a member of the "Greatest Generation." The problems she had to surmount were considerable.

Well, One GOOD Thing about World War II

Had it not been for this war, I seriously doubt that Frances would ever have met her husband, Amby. He was from Green Bay, Wisconsin, and Frances from Abilene, Kansas. Her future husband was in ordinace and stationed at nearby Fort Reilly, Kansas. They met in Abilene at a dance. She was dating someone else at the time, but true love, you know.

I'll Tell You Which Way's North, Just Don't Ask Me Which Way is Left

Frances had a remarkable sense of direction. She could be anywhere and tell you which way was north, south, east, or west. However, she never knew her right and left. It was fun being in the car with her and giving directions. They'd all have to be translated in the cardinal directions. You just couldn't tell her to turn right. It had to be, turn east.

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