Wednesday, May 17, 2006

50 of 210 : Ken

He was killed in a horrific car accident. The funeral was a lugubrious Catholic affair—the precise opposite of what Ken would have wanted. When the priest said the Sanctus and the acolytes rang their little bells, I distinctly heard Ken’s voice in my ear, saying, “Ice cream! Ice cream!”


At Wednesday, May 17, 2006 8:01:00 AM, Blogger Indigo Bunting said...

I hope I'm that funny at my funeral!

At Thursday, May 18, 2006 6:11:00 PM, Blogger fbh said...

OK-this one first made me say oh, how sad then came the fall-out-of- the-chair laughing. Thanks!


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