A Better Idea

Anyone whose had the flu, knows there comes a time when the victim (and we are! We are!) thinks, "Well, this is it. I've come to the end of the line."

Cousin Robert, down in South Texas, has come up with a better idea. Our last visit, he said to me, "Ah don't want yew to come down for my funeral (beat) 'cause I'm not gonna die (beat) I'm gonna ascend! (aside to himself) "Even though that idea don't sit too well with some a my Baptist friends." He went on, "So Ah'll call your or someone else will" and I cut in, "Robert, I'll be there!"

Now we joke about it during phone calls -- "You fixin' to ascend yet?" "Nope, Ah am not."

And neither am I.