I call Jane my Resident Nurse and Case Worker. She has fine medical advice and knows where to get your taxes done or your hemorrhoids shrunk. If you're a senior. And for free. Back in the day Jane was a fine Biker Bitch with all the appropriate habits. She looked exactly like Faye Dunaway and had a Hungarian mother (she says closer to Transylvania than Budapest...) and a father of some eastern European type. One day she saw the light, turned herself in to the police, got probation, completed nursing school. Became a nurse and retired from that. Found God. Embraced celibacy . Has a fabulous sense of humor. Was married to the same guy, earlier, that one of my girlfriends was married to later. Is now 74.
If I write a poem here it will perfectly describe her.
There was a little girl
Who had a little curl
Right in the middle
of her forehead.
When she was good
She was very, very good.
And when she was bad,
She was horrid.
Ta!
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