Which Reminds Me

Yes, I cannot imagine why my Dad's silly nitwit Aunt Julia married that cranky old colonel who was from Wisconsin, as we learned more recently. As of now, there is no place in my life for a cranky old colonel from Wisconsin, so hope you are enjoying the comfort of your cemetery installation, because you have nowhere to go beyond that, or at least there is no more place for the colonel here. There is no more to say about the will of the dead. After the colonel died, there was a third husband for Julia, but we never saw him.