Photoessay #957 - Services

A couple, Stern and Mary, about my age have graciously invited my mother to accompany them to Friday Night services at temple since my father died nearly 3 years ago. They've all enjoyed it very much. My mom loves going and it's so much better when you are not going by yourself. When you can walk in with somebody else.

I called them to give an update. Stern invited me to come with them tonight. My mom thought that it was a great idea. I suggested that she/I treat them to dinner. She liked that too.

However I had shipped some nice new clothes (from the Pennys Outlet) home in the box just yesterday. I was dressed neatly but, of course, not to my 85 year old mother's satisfaction. "Well," she said, "you can't go dressed like THAT! You go home and look in my closet and find something to wear!" Something to her approval, that goes without saying. OK, so I've lost some weight so I can fit into SOME of her clothes. So I go in with grim determination. Find something in her closet that's going to fit. I end up picking up some pieces that looked darn good. My mom even approved. Since she's lost even more weight than me (on her, it's not a good thing), she sent them home with me.

So, picked up the bill at the fish and chips place, went to services, told the appropriate inquiring ladies of my mom's progress, it's all good.

Farewell SSRN.