Today is Labor Day and I headed to the usual shopping areas to check out the holiday sales. There wasn’t anything that interested me. Don’t worry, this isn’t a shopping post but as I was pulling into Walmart (no hyphen), I parked behind this car that is pictured.
I know the family. The N’s can’t seem to get a break from tragedy. My Dad went to school with two brothers from that family. The first ended up in some kind of gambling brawl and was killed. The second one was my elementary school counselor—who committed suicide. Now I was looking at another member of that family that died young.
And that brings me to something else… I hate those “In Memory Of…” decals that put on their cars. Ugh. They give me the heebie jeebies. Putting up words on a car that should be on tombstone seems to be tempting fate considering how many people die in those contraptions.