Sunday, August 19, 2018
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Many years ago, when we were both much younger, Gail, Philip and I were preparing to leave a wedding reception because it was hot and humid, obviously this was summer, and Gail needed to relief her babysitter. As we're leaving the parking lot, it came to our attention that there was only 1 beer. Philip opened it and then, reluctantly, hands it to Gail for "just a sip" as she'd asked. It goes without saying that Gail took a long pull from that bottle and then, without blinking an eye, she hands the bottle to me. Philip was the driver's seat, Gail Sat between him and me. He was fussing something awful by now for us to hand him back the beer and trying to reach for it but, Gail was putting on a Superbowl performance as a blocker. Meantime, I'm half way on the floor trying to finish this beer. GAIL told me to otherwise as those who know me can attest, I'd have never done anything like that. For years we talked about that night. We had a ball. I'll miss you my dear friend and aunt. Take my love with and I'll be there in little while. Wonder what we can snatch next, work on that will ya?
