As Jeana knocked a hole in to a bottle of Ernest and Julio Gallo Chardonnay over dinner tonight she let on that Ernest had passed away during the week.
“He was 97.” She remarked.
Both sanguinely and languidely our 12 year old daughter Ria observed…
Wiseness comes young.
Cliches even younger.
Frankly I thought it was a crap age. Three years off the telegramm.
I blame the wine.