Another One Bites the Dust

One of my mom’s closest friends, Dolly, died this week. I loved Dolly; she was a hoot. She drank and swore, had three or four husbands, but was a sincere, practicing Catholic. She was powerful and influential in her field, and had a very feisty personality. I remember going away with her and my mother once and she told us incredibly interesting stories, including one about a woman who tried to seduce a priest.

She sent drinks back to the bar for not having enough alcohol in them. She made it to her 80s – not sure of exactly how old she was – but she looked and acted like a woman in her 60s. She was quite beautiful in her time and remained so to the end through both the grace of Nature and effort, at least that’s what it seemed like to me. She’d fallen in love recently too, but was disappointed. I was hoping she’d find someone else.

I knew she had recently fallen ill but it seemed kind of unexpected and sudden nonetheless. She went hard until the end, I guess. I never saw her slow down.

Rest in peace, Dolly.


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