I’m sitting in my parents’ kitchen, showing my sister how to work the iMac I’m giving her (farewell, trusty iMac; you did me right for four years and I will miss you mightily), and explaining the concept of the dock. Mom observes.
Me: You can customize the size of the dock or move it around on the screen, whatever you want. [eyes Mom] Cool, huh? Y’all should buy a Mac. Come to the dark side!
Mom: You mean, ‘Come to the dock side!’
I stumbled upon your blog a few months ago while googling about memphis gypsies/irish travellers. I appreciate your sharing with us about your mother. I think that there is a little of Fran in every mother. My mother has been deceased for over 25 years and your stories remind me alot of her. Keep up the good work!
I’m glad you’ve stuck around for the insanity. I love my mother more than life itself and I think she’s a creative force on this planet. Glad you enjoy the stories about her!