The End

The first time Jean and I
went to Italy together, I wrote back home to her folks, thanking them for their
part in making possible all the fun I was having.
In my usual convoluted prose, I likened them to Augustus and
Lidia*. He - the Roman emperor who
called himself just a citizen, and she - the emperor’s wife, who set standards
of civilized behavior that we still use today. The last thing I wrote to them those many years ago was,
“Wish you were here.” Charlie is
gone, but Eleanor, at 93 is here with us - to fulfill that wish.
| Empress Eleanor |
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| Muse for the media |
How lucky am I to have lived my life. To have been born unto my own storied parents, then after losing them - to be able to call another “empress“ Mom - to have another lady able to steer, lead by example and most of all - flat-out inspire me - inspire all of us.
| Leading by example. |
| Infecting Smiles |
| You've got to try this! |
Let's try this.
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| Slowed not stopped. |
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| Who? How? Why? |
| 1000 feet below Carrara |
| Legendettes Drill Team |
She may need an arm to
steady her, or legs to peddle her and she may forget what she can’t see or hear
so well - but she is here. And I
am glad I got my wish.
- Son-in-Law Stew
| Her loving family |


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