The Best Friend a Gal Could Have

Rip Sweetheart. Dot Masullo Carroll 1996-2009

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On Tallulah Bankhead

Twice this year, I have been told I sound like Tallulah Bankhead. I don't know whether to have another Mimosa, or have another Mimosa.

If I could Tell you

Wanting attention is one thing; getting it another.

The story of my Aunt's Husband's First Wife

Uncle George worked for the New Haven Railroad, and on the side, to make more money, he owned a pet store. While he was working nights for the railroad, his then wife (Aunt Angie says we'll call her "Jezebel"), ran the pet store.

One day Uncle George came home at 8:00 in the morning as he did five-days a week, and said to his 4-year old son as he said five-days a week; "Hey honey, where's mommy?"

And the son, his name was Lew, said, as he often did, "She's still in bed." Uncle George smiled at his son and ran up the stairs to kiss his good wife good morning. He opened the door and turned on his heel and never walked that way again.

It's a hellava story.