It was 1998. My sister Nancy reminded me of this story. When we were young our Irish
Father's 6 brothers liked to tease us. "Are you the smart one or the good looking one?"
Because Nancy was straight A's she assumed she was the smart one. In 1998 she told me
for the first time that, now, she thought I was the smart one. But I ingdignantly said, "But I
want to be the good looking one." Nancy didn't get the the Irish humor--that if they couldn't
tell if we were the smart one or good looking one --then we were both smart and good looking.
I am thankful for my Irish Uncles who were both smart and good-looking and had a
great sense of humor!
My Brothers think that I am crazy. I am thankful that I just have two.
My 92 year old Mother stills attempts to make me feel guilty, but now she can't remember
why. I am thankful.
My son is my Landlord. He is kind and generous and I am thankful. I am also thankful
that there is not a debtors prison.
I am thankful that not all public officials will take bribes.
I am thankful for Marion Jones. She is consistantly kind.
I am thankful for all the St.Clair people that helped to make Palmer Park beautiful!
