This is from The Post and Courier, about halfway down the page. I opened the newspaper to read the obits on my 15 minute break, and imagine my suprise to see Cecil as the first listing! :eek: Then I realized that Cecil probably never lived in Beaufort, and he probably never hawked food at a bluegrass festival. Well, maybe, but probably not for 11 years.
Damhna, I use my 15 minute break to read the paper. I read the obituaries out of habit. Oh, and just for factor, I have two 15 minute breaks and a half hour lunch break.
Can’t you see Cecil, building bookshelves in his spare time, slinging chilidogs at the bluegrass festival, and dressing up in his finest seersucker suit every Sunday to head on down to the church?